Presentation on theme: "Rights-Writing Journal What rights do you have as an American citizen? What gives us these rights? How would you react if someone tried to take your rights."— Presentation transcript:
Rights-Writing Journal What rights do you have as an American citizen? What gives us these rights? How would you react if someone tried to take your rights away? What could you do?
Civil Rights Powerpoint 14 th Amendment Montgomery Bus Boycott I Have a Dream Rosa Parks We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.- - Martin Luther King Jr. Civil Disobedience
Plessy v. FergusonPlessy v. Ferguson: separate but equal How “equal” do these schools look? What is your impression of each of the schools? Which would you rather go to, and why?
Brown vs. Board of EdBrown vs. Board of Ed: Separate is inherently unequalunequal IntegrationIntegration of Little Rock High School, 1957
There is a deep brooding in Arkansas. Old crimes like moss pend from popular trees. The sullen earth is much too red for comfort. Sunrise seems to hesitate and in the second lose its incandescent aim, and dusk no more shadows than the noon. The past is brighter yet. Old hates and ante-bellum lace, are rent but not discarded. Today is yet to come in Arkansas. It writhes. It writhes in awful waves of brooding. My Arkansas -Maya Angelou
from “ The Chicago Defender Sends a Man to Little Rock” – Gwendolyn Brooks In Little Rock the people bear Babes, and comb and part their hair And watch the want ads, put repair To roof and latch. While wheat toast burns A woman waters multiferns. Time upholds or overturns The many, tight, and small concerns. In Little Rock the people sing Sunday hymns like anything, Through Sunday pomp and polishing. And after testament and tunes, Some soften Sunday afternoons With lemon tea and Lorna Doones. is our business To cherish bores or boredom, be polite To lies and love and many-faceted fuzziness. I scratch my head, massage the hate-I-had. I blink across my prim and pencilled pad. The saga I was sent for is not down. Because there is a puzzle in this town. The biggest News I do not dare Telegraph to the Editor’s chair: “They are like people everywhere.” In Little Rock they know Not answering the telephone is a way of rejecting life, That it is our business to be bothered, I forecast, And I believe Come Christmas Little Rock will cleave To Christmas tree and trifle…
The angry Editor would reply In hundred harryings of Why. And true, they are hurling spittle, rock, Garbage and fruit in Little Rock. And I saw coiling storm a-writhe On bright madonnas. And a scythe Of men harassing brownish girls. (The bows and barrettes in the curls And braids declined away from joy.) I saw a bleeding brownish boy.... The lariat lynch-wish I deplored. The loveliest lynchee was our Lord.
Martin Luther King JrMartin Luther King Jr. “I Have a Dream”I Have a Dream “…And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal." I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice. I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character….”