Civil Rights Diary
The early 1960’s was the heyday for the early Civil Rights Movement. The movement was a series of political movement for equality. The year of 1963 was noted for racial unrest and civil rights demonstrations. Nationwide outrage was sparked by media coverage of police brutality. Dozens of demonstrations took place across the country, from California to New York. The Civil Rights Movement has mobilized communities; now it is set out to mobilize a nation.
President John F Kennedy proposed a new civil rights bill, and the movement leaders wanted to make sure he followed through. The summer of 1963, movement leaders announced plans for a mass march on Washington. Attorney General Robert Kennedy was afraid that violence would break out, so he tried to stop the march. He was unsuccessful. The “March on Washington For Jobs and Freedom” was set to be on August 28, 1963. According to Younge (2013), “It was a bold initiative. At the time marches in the capital were rare and this one was not particularly popular.” In my eyes, this was a very important march. Not just for me as a woman, but also for equality for all. We wanted justice.
I am only 15 years old, a young, white Christian female living in the West End of Washington DC. I attend Emerson Preparatory High School, which is non-denominational. My dad is against the march and what it stands for, but it was my mom that told me to stand up for what I believe in. Even though my mom was not able to verbalize how she felt in front of my dad, she pulled me aside and told me that I needed to do what was right if that was something I believed in. It was. I believed in equal rights for all. I believed that everyone has a right to an education. I believed that discrimination should be stopped. As a Christian, I knew deep down in my heart that racism is a sin, and I felt that it was my job to get rid of this sin.
It was Wednesday morning, the morning of the march. I woke up...