It was a cloudy and humid morning and I was on my way to school with nothing but all black clothes. The commute was very slow and I was growing impatient stuck in traffic for so long. My heart pounded and I broke into a sweat thinking about what was waiting for me at school. As I walked through the rush of people returning to and from work I was completely indulged in the madness of it all. Everyone seems to be trapped in their own little world. I waited at my usual spot at Forest Hills Station and recognized a few students from my school wearing all black as well and couldn't help but smile. My best friend Ariana, approached me and you could just see the excitement in her eyes.
“Are you ready for this?” “Not at all, what if something goes …show more content…
You could feel the tension in the air as everyone prepared for the long day ahead of them. A few weeks back a group of us gathered together and organized a walkout to show our support for the Black Lives Matter movement. Similar protests have occurred across the nation after the grand jury's decision to not prosecute the officers responsible for the deaths of Eric Garner and Michael Brown. Everyone had to wear all black, and the plan was to stand up 30 minutes after first period and gather in front of the school to march from Jamaica Plain to Dudley …show more content…
The younger kids will surely follow”
He was right, we organized this and we won't spark any attention to the matter if we remain on the sidewalk. As I walked to the front I told everyone to get ready to move onto the street. Our group huddled together and started walking towards traffic. Everyone followed along and that's when I realized how willing and eager everyone was to be apart of something greater than themselves. We started to chant things like, “Hands up, don't shoot!” and “No justice, no peace, no racist police!”. We even started to chant in spanish saying things like, “!El pueblo, unido, jamás sera vencido!” which translates to, “The people, united, will never be defeated!”. At this moment I felt unstoppable, like nothing could touch us. The police showed up, and sort of acted as our escort. They remained to the side, carefully watching over us and making sure it wouldn’t
“Are you ready for this?” “Not at all, what if something goes …show more content…
You could feel the tension in the air as everyone prepared for the long day ahead of them. A few weeks back a group of us gathered together and organized a walkout to show our support for the Black Lives Matter movement. Similar protests have occurred across the nation after the grand jury's decision to not prosecute the officers responsible for the deaths of Eric Garner and Michael Brown. Everyone had to wear all black, and the plan was to stand up 30 minutes after first period and gather in front of the school to march from Jamaica Plain to Dudley …show more content…
The younger kids will surely follow”
He was right, we organized this and we won't spark any attention to the matter if we remain on the sidewalk. As I walked to the front I told everyone to get ready to move onto the street. Our group huddled together and started walking towards traffic. Everyone followed along and that's when I realized how willing and eager everyone was to be apart of something greater than themselves. We started to chant things like, “Hands up, don't shoot!” and “No justice, no peace, no racist police!”. We even started to chant in spanish saying things like, “!El pueblo, unido, jamás sera vencido!” which translates to, “The people, united, will never be defeated!”. At this moment I felt unstoppable, like nothing could touch us. The police showed up, and sort of acted as our escort. They remained to the side, carefully watching over us and making sure it wouldn’t