Narrative Essay On Civil Rights

Growing up as an only child to a single parent who worked two jobs to pay the bills taught me a great deal about life. I was not only taught to work hard, but also to be dedicated to by my goals. I saw the injustices of life in ways other children were sheltered from. I remember how difficult it was for my mother to work 16 hours and still provide a home cooked dinner for me, and during that dinner listen to how my day was spent. There were even some days she had to take me to work with her at the nursing home.
The nursing home was a place I grew accustom. I would sit at the nurse’s station doing homework and when I was done, I would go talk to the patients. The seniors would always tell me stories or make me sit and watch Golden Girls with them. There was one elderly African-American woman who had a tremendous impact on my life whose name was Melinda. She was 101 when I was approximately 12 years old. Melinda had lost her leg to a staph infection and had Alzheimer’s, but that did not stop her from rolling around in her wheelchair talking to me. I grew up as a bi-racial child in a Caucasian family who never discussed any controversial issues because it made them uncomfortable, especially race. Therefore, until I began talking to Melinda the Civil rights movement was never discussed except in school. She was always told me about segregation and how she didn’t want her children growing up in a world like that. The nurses would tell Melinda that the world is not like that anymore and …show more content…
I want to make a difference while doing something I love. As an attorney, I believe I will be able to do that. Being an attorney will provide me the tools to make Melinda’s dream a reality. Being an attorney will also give me the tools and resources to help people in ways other careers cannot, to provide hopefully more than a half-eaten banana to those in