Welcome to our course blog. I invite you to post developed, organized, thoughtful responses to the texts we read. It would be impossible to explore every one of our texts completely, so here we'll continue class discussion, introducing and/or developing perspectives. I want you to write and to read what others have written, and I encourage you to respond to each other. Disagreement is fine, so long as disagreement centers on the text and is respectful.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Warriors Don't Cry (Warriors or not?)
From her birth on Pearl Harbor day Melba was a fighter, a natural born warrior. Her nurse refused to irrigate her head with Epsom salts when she had an infection. After she survived, her Grandmother India said that she survived to help battle segregation.Melba's reflects on the little rock nine students of the school integration 1957. To be a 'Warrior' I feel you must be brave, and fight for something you believe in. That is what the Little Rock Nine were doing. Trying to put an end to segregation. Give equal rights to blacks just as much as whites. Her Grandma India keeps Melba having faith and soldiering on. Her bodyguard Danny also tells her to be a soldier and never let the enemy know her true feelings. For most teenagers high school involves building and education background, and social skills, for the Little Rock Nine it is primarily about self-defence, making it through the day. Entering an all white school where they constantly get abused and harassed, and basically loosing all the old friends they had out of fear of association. They fight through harassment, the angry white mobs, they have to be escorted, and in constant fear. If all of this doesn't make a warrior what does? This is the same stresses that any Army Soldier would have to go through. In constant fear of the enemy attacking or worse killing you. They are a strong bunch. I am not sure I would ever had the courage and strength to continue going to school after getting fire paper wads tossed in my bathroom stall, getting attached with a switchblade, or dynamite thrown at me and getting threatened to much. Yes Warriors!
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