Nyota is proud to come from Africa. That is a very important fact because many people will assume the opposite. Even her college roommate, Gaila, who was smuggled out of slavery through an underground railroad, once asked how many relatives Nyota had lost. Lost to what and how were unclear, but the point remains that people tend to think the United States of Africa is still stuck in the twenty-second century.
Nyota never lost a family member to a warlord. She went to a regular public school and her father was a host for traveling dignitaries. It was this position that allowed her to meet and speak to numerous extraterrestrials. She tried very hard to speak to them in their own languages and would often spend hours studying language textbooks and Internet vocabulary guides. This was what impressed the Vulcan Ambassador Sarek enough that he wrote her a recommendation to Starfleet Academy.
"Cadet Uhura?"
She turned around and blinked. It was like looking at a younger version of Sarek. For a moment she didn't recognize him. "Yes Sir?"
"My father wrote to tell me he was impressed by you. He does not impress easily. Congratulations."
She's not proud to have impressed someone, although she does deeply respect Ambassador Sarek. People can be impressed by anything, juggling, how far someone can throw a ball, how long they can hold a finger up their nose. Impressing someone, no matter how much you like and respect them, isn't impressive.
But impressing yourself is.
Fin.
Author's notes: Really don't have much to say on this one. Not a lot of info for Uhura. Oh wells.
