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The Story Of ' Marly Jane, Get Your Pants On And Be Quick About It

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“Marly Jane, get your jacket on and be quick about it,” Mama had hollered from inside the kitchen through the screen door. If I am going to be completely honest with you, I did not want to go. I wanted to stay home and play outside. Ev Daddy died when I was three. He got ran over by a car walking to work one day. er since Daddy died, all Mama did was mope around inside. All the sadness was getting to my head so I normally went outside to play. Mama and I got in the small, beat up car we had and she drove us all the way from Sunset Beach, North Carolina (where I lived as a child up to age eighteen) to Washington D.C., to the Lincoln Memorial. A six and a half hour drive to travel four-hundred and ten miles. That is a lot for a seven year …show more content…

“I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.” People start clapping at this very small statement. I did not even know who the man was. “Mama, who is he?” I asked. “Rev. Martin Luther King Jr.,” Mama replied. I kept listening to figure out what was so important that I had to be dragged away from my doll back at home. “Five score years ago a great American in whose symbolic shadow we stand today signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree is a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity. “But 100 years later the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later the life of the Negro is still badly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and to find himself in exile in his own land. So we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.” I was beginning to figure out what this was about. I have heard some of the kids at my school say the Negro word. They said it about this little black girl. Then I thought about

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