I do these video postings for the people that want to be on the front line protesting however are not able to. I post because I want the folks that feel hopeless to know there is hope! I was asked about my experience protesting and all I can say is that its an emotional, indescribable feeling. Something innate takes you over and its an out of body experience. Both days protesting I went out alone even though Im in a crowd of people many are there with groups. I go it alone because I cannot be afraid. When I look at my ten yr old son , who will fight for his future, who will go to bat for his future if not I? I go alone because someone has to stand. Even though we live in a country that spew hatred and ignorance I have marched with white, Asian, Spanish , young , old, disabled. A woman in a wheel chair sat in her chair for 6 hrs yesterday wheeling around in solidarity to the human cause. A young man with extreme physical challenges walked for 6 hrs with us yesterday . Yes its cold, at one point I wanted to stop . My body ached, my voice hoarse , my heart racing, arms numb ... However I thought about the 1960s I thought about those protestors and what they faced, what they endured ; I saw the American flag waving above us and I thought about all who were oppressed, I thought about all who were dumped thrown over board whilst enroute to the New World! I thought about them and my minor discomforts was nothing in comparison. I looked around me and I saw a new generation and I felt hopeful. I overheard a young Caucasian college student say to another protestor I have been in all white schools all my life, and I have been brainwashed. There is hope folks , I turned around and looked into her eyes and I felt hopeful for my ten year old son! #unitedwestand #dividedwefall #thepeopleunited #willneverbedefeated
Posted on: Fri, 05 Dec 2014 14:31:09 +0000
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