Alumni Spotlight | Terrance Manuelito Sr.
Major at Lac Courte Oreilles Ojibwe College: Human Services – Class of 2017
Additional Education: UW Oshkosh Bachelor’s of Science – Human Services Leadership, Class of 2020
Current title, employer, description of role:
LCO Tribal Aging & Disability Services Director
LCO Tribal Veterans Service Officer
Lac Courte Oreilles Tribal Member
Married father of 4
Marine Corps Veteran (Chi Miigwech! WI GI Bill)
Why did you decide to pursue a college degree with Lac Courte Oreilles Ojibwe College?
I was encouraged by my previous director who envisioned the educational benefits and possibilities while I worked as the LCO Elder & Disabled Benefits Coordinator. I found a passion working directly with clients and the tribal community. I enjoy meeting and working with all types of clients, coworkers, community members and people from all walks of life, that’s what makes Human and/or Social services interesting, is the simple knowledge of benefiting from life’s journey’s and experiences.
What does it mean to you to attend college in our local community?
I started attending LCOCC back in 2004 and graduated with an Associates Degree in Business Management in 2007, and eventually once I started working in my current field decided to go back to LCOCC for my Associates in Human Services. I enjoyed the time spent learning on the job and was able to apply a lot of my knowledge and experiences to the classes I took while there, and it helped during the transition.
What does it mean to you to attend a Tribal College?
I give a lot of credit to my advisor and instructors who provided a lot of individual sessions since some or most of the class sizes were smaller than other major universities. I think whether you are a traditional or non-traditional student, allowing you to bridge that change and gain a starting point and then move on to a four year degree better prepares you for future success.
What advice would you give someone who is undecided on starting college?
Never doubt yourself, because doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will
There are so many people to thank, first and foremost my wife and children are my main inspiration because without them I would not be where I am today, they make me want to be a better man. My mom Barb for raising me and my 3 sisters and pulling double duty and watching her make sacrifices to make sure we were raised right, my Marine Corps brothers and sisters who continue to motivate me, My previous boss Mary and her support and encouragement to go back to college, along with the coworkers and LCO community members I have met throughout my lifetime, and my brothers from another mother. I very much appreciate you all taking the time to read this, and I would like to leave you with one last thing that my Grandma Betty gave me when I graduated High School, it was a graduation card with a poem written by Rudyard Kipling, “If”, which I took to heart and still continue to try to aspire and live by….
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!