It all started once upon a time now long-ago December 1, 1955. I was sitting on the bus on my way home from work, in the back as I were supposed to, but my neighbour named Rosa Parks who I worked with sat up front with the white people she was that kind of human that didn’t want other people to diced rather she could or could not sit in the front, and that’s why I did not notice it.
Anyways a white passenger came into the bus and there were no more sits in the front except the one Rosa sat on so then Rosa was supposed to stand up so that the white mand could sit down, cause apparently, he were more impotent than us blacks bur Rosa refused to give up her sit and for the bus driver that was unexpected so he got mad and wanted to throw Rosa of the bus, but she would not move until her stop. I thought that were so brave of her just standing up for herself and also the rest of us blacks, and it affected me vision of how women could just stand up and not worry about what could happen as the consequences positively.
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