Phenomenal Women


Written by: Michelle Davalos ~ @michelle.g.davalos


On May 18th, 2018 I will be graduating from the University of San Francisco with a Bachelor of Science degree in Management.

I'm working professional and attended courses in the evenings and some Saturdays. But this article is not about me, it's about my beautiful female student colleagues. These women are veterans, wives, mothers, single mothers, athletes, works with at risk youth, leaders in the health care industry, marathon runners, daughters, sisters, sports moms, care takers to their aging parents, aunties, future world leaders...the list goes on and on. They embody every aspect of being a woman!

These women made the ultimate sacrifice to expand their minds. Their sacrifice was something take for granted and can never retrieve, TIME. Ironically, time is something we consider valuable as we grow older. Every missed birthday party, baseball game, family function or just being home for simple family dinner weighed heavy on their minds. Yet, they beat the odds and accomplished what most seem daunting.

I've witnessed and admired them for embracing their education with agility and grace. Here’s what I’ve learned from these phenomenal women; don’t let past afflictions define your future, don’t fear opening your heart to new female friends, competition is unwarranted, and growth is encouraged. I'm truly honored to be a small particle that cycled through their large orbit.

I’m going to leave you with Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman poem. Read it again and again! Read it until you feel it in your bones. Absorb it because this poem is about YOU and all the phenomenal women that surround you!


Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,   

The stride of my step,   

The curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman


Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,   

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.   

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,   

And the flash of my teeth,   

The swing in my waist,   

And the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman


Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

They say they still can’t see.   

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,   

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman


Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.


Now you understand


Just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,   

The bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

The need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman


Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.