Greensboro sit-ins

that came to my mind. I remember one day she had came to get me just to ride with her to the store. And on our way there she had bought us some food. We had got McDonalds. I got an sandwhich and fries and ice cream cone. And she got a kids meal. We sit in the parking lot and eat our food. And as I sat there I’m thinking to myself should I tell her what’s going with me or just don’t say nothing. And she says “ What you thinking about over there, you're very quiet today?” So I tell her just life…

After I read the texts the Power of Nonviolence, The Freedom Walkers, and watched the video about Emmett Till I realized that each of them were themed around the same thing. However, this did not come as much of a surprise. I get that each of these were made by different people, but since each of the take place about historical events based on the same era in time it was somewhat of an expectation to come. It was noticing the exact common thread between all of these that took me a few rereads…

Fair with Ryan, my boyfriend, this year. But the one thing I wasn 't excited for was to ride The Ring Of Fire. This was the ride I gazed at from my house, three blocks away. Sixty feet high in the sky, round like a ferris wheel, passengers would sit in a caged style ride, that looped around clockwise and counterclockwise, and occasionally stops at the top. The fire engine red loop reminded me of a hamster, on a wheel who has lost control. We wondered into the crowded Fairgrounds, and reached…

people. Martin Luther King, Jr stated that the Clergyman should have applauded the black people for the acts of demonstration rather than siding with the police. King’s letter reached the public and inspired African Americans to continue demonstrating sit-ins and boycotts. Civil disobedience is an act of defiance for a goal of common good, all the characters from Antigone, DPS article, and From the Letter from Birmingham Jail have shown this by doing what they felt was…

Yellow Card It is an average day at Cumberland Elementary; my face warms from the sun gleaming through the windows, and I sit in my desk in Mrs. Huffman’s second grade classroom. It is a rather cheerful classroom; chairs of all different vibrant colors stationed at each desk, my own being purple. A cushy rug with a checkered pattern displaying the alphabet fills space between the desks and the chalkboard. The wall to my left has the sticker board marking how many teeth each student has lost. I…

and worship I don't find the same amount of joy in it as I do when sitting and reading a good book so a book about the excitement of walking with the Lord would catch my eye on any bookshelf. My eagerness for the word and God presence rises when I sit and express my adoration for…

“The Head?” I inquire suspiciously. “I’m like a leader but without being able to tell anyone what to do. Instead, whenever leaders change or there is some other change, my statement makes it official.” She folds her hands. “And I understand your curiousity, Mrs. Westover, but if anyone other than me had seen you.” I raise my eyebrows. “Yes, even Xanatar.” My eyebrows fall. “You would have been killed.” I blush a little at my stupidity and tell her, “Thank you. I guess I am lucky it was you.”…

On February 7, 2018, at 5:30 p.m., I attended the meeting that I had scheduled with Magdala. At the meeting, I read off my pages of notes that I had constructed about Laundry View and the benefits that it can bring to students if such a portal became accessible on the WSSU website. I also showed her the picture and the video of the Wash Alert system that UNCG has, to give a visual on how Laundry View would look and how it works. Magdala then proceeded to go to the Laundry View website and tried…

Mr. Vallario has various rules and expectations. Some of which are coming into the classroom on time, sitting in your assigned seat, doing your work, raising their hand when asking/answering a question, being respectful to other students and him, and the last one is putting back any leftover materials that have not been used or have been used. Mr. Vallario does not post his rules instead he hands out a paper on the first day of class and goes over it with the students until the students…

Rebekah shifted Emilia’s legs out of her lap and scooted around to sit by her head instead. “Sweetheart, wake up so I can get you home.” “J’suis… mmm, I’m awake...” “No, you’re not. Come on, love.” Rebekah helped her sit up, rubbing her back to wake her up a bit. "J 'veux pas..." Emilia curled into Rebekah, burying her face in her neck. "Yeah, I know, you 're worn out. Let 's go home." "Non.…