Quotes From Rosa Parks

Who inspires me is rosa park because she stood up for what was right. She knew it was wrong that people with darker skin were mistreated. So she made a great decision and changed how people thought and did to people with darker colored skin. That's why I like her she knew it was wrong and did what was wright. If she never did that how would people with darker colored skin be treated today. I'm very thankful that she did that it changed the world and made it better.

There is a scene where three middle-aged black men talk about the Koreans shop. One man is angry that the Koreans came to their town and became so successful. While another man disagrees and said they worked for it. There are counters to the arguments, suggesting that one reason can be that they are black so they will not ever own a shop. However, one man states that they are all off a boat at one time or another and everyone should be given equal opportunity and he will continue to buy from their store continuing their

The dirty old bus came into view, seeming to drive much faster than the speed limit. Ted noticed that something was wrong, but before he could think of what it was, the bus flew right past him.

waiting to enter into an unknown world. As we boarded the bus the female bus driver told us all to; “hurry up, sit down, and put our head between our legs. I

Attention Grabber: catch the reader’s attention (Can be a surprising statistic, a rhetorical question, an anecdote or a summary of a fact)-Rosa Parks didn’t STAND UP for her civil rights, she SAT DOWN for them.

“ We are asking every Negro to stay off the buses Monday in protest of the arrest and trial…You can afford to stay out of school for one day. If you work, take a cab or walk, but please children and grownups, don’t ride the bus at all on Monday. Please stay off the buses.”

On the cold, dim late Thursday afternoon of December 1, 1955, a forty two year old seamstress named Rosa Parks, a trim, soft-spoken, bespectacled woman of tidily proper comportment, left after a day of working in the tailor shop of a downtown Montgomery department store and, wearily, boarded a city bus home. She took an aisle seat near the middle of the already crowded bus, beside three other black passengers, in the row right behind the front section reserved by law for whites – which rapidly filled until, at the third stop, a white man was left having to stand. The driver turned to demand of Mrs. parks and the three blacks beside her, “Alright you folks, I want those seats.” The other three black beside her, moved to stand in the back of

On December 1,1955 Mrs. Rosa Parks got onto a bus a long day after work. The bus filled so Mrs. Parks got her a seat at the negro section once the bus was so filled she was

As I’m approaching this gas station’s convenience store, I see a man and the person behind the counter in deep conflict. I tenaciously step in and mutter a lousy “excuse me”

* On December 1, 1955, forty-three year old Rosa Parks boarded a Montgomery, Alabama city bus after finishing work as a tailor's assistant at the Montgomery Fair department store. The bus became crowded and Rosa was ordered by the bus driver to give up her seat to a white passenger. Rosa Parks remained in her seat.  The bus driver again

On December 1, 1955 a 42- year old, African American, female boarded a Montgomery City bus to go home from her job as a seamstress.

"I'd see the bus pass every day ... the bus was among the first ways

A big man took me by the arm and pulled me to the door. “We don’t serve niggers.” He said.” They were all stripped of their dignity, hope and faith.

Rosa Parks was always interested in young people, believing that the adult world was to show young people the way and inspire them. Rosa Parks became an author, so that she could reach out to young people. The first book was titled ‘My Story’. Rosa received many letters, some of them addressing problems that they face in their own lives. From these letters she wrote her third book ‘Dear Mrs Parks’, including and answering the letters.

“Oh sorry. “ I said and thought nothing of it. There were all the black people sitting in the back of the bus when all of the white people were sitting closer to the front. “I guess they're all friends” I thought to myself. A black boy around my age let me sit down. The seats were very close together and everything but what you sit on was metal. There was glass windows to look out on every seat.