Activity+Three+Writing+the+Narrative

=Activity three: Writing the narrative=

1. Imagine yourself as a pioneer of school desegregation. What thoughts and feelings would you have experienced as you prepared to attend a desegregated school? Based on the oral histories and images you’ve analyzed, what events would likely take place during the first days of desegregation? How would you react to these events?
 * Use the following questions to help your write your narrative. Write your narrative below.**

2. You will now write a narrative from the point of view of a desegregation pioneer. You may choose to write as if you are Dorothy Counts, Ruby Bridges, one of the Little Rock Nine, or another “real life” student, or you may choose to create your own narrative. You will narrate the first few days of school desegregation, using details from the oral histories and images to support your narrative as well as explaining the narrator’s feelings throughout the story.

1. AnnieB- I would walk to school on foot, not being able to ride on a bus. I walk alone down the dirt road as the bus passes me a bunch of white kids spit on me ou he window and call me names of hate. I fight he tears welling up in my eyes as I continue down the road. When I arrive at school I walk past the kids in the front playing and socializing with one another, then they all stop, they turn to me and all eyes are on me, I stop and look at them to see if maybe they were staring at something else. To my dismay there wasn't anything else o be looking at except me. Everyhin is quiet for a second more, then the white hisses began, like snakes angry and mean, they spit, yelled, cursed me out, and called me names I should not know for my age level. But I hear it and I run into the school right before the bell was rung. I walked into my classroom close to tears. There stood a teacher wih beatiful blonde hai wappd in a bun, she was sitting here organizing work, and when I walked in she stood and introduced heself as Ms. Jane, I smiled lightly and whipered my name, I knew she probably couldn't hear my voice but she did. She smiled and said, " Well, it's a pleasure to meet you." Then she sat down and began organizing again. I knew my place in the classroom, Mama had told me. hre was a desk in the back in th class disant from he others and I walked to it and sat down. Ms. Jane then looked up at me, and a grim look came over her face. She said, "Lilly. Why are you sitting way back there in the classroom in he bad behavior chair?" I sat fo a minute to hink of an answer and said, " My Mama told me to, because I'm not like he other kids." Her eyes went from blue to black as soon as I said this. About to go into ears she said, " Honey, thats not how I work. In my class everyone is equal, no matter what you look like or talk like." I was confused Mama had always said not to upset white people, or sit with them, talk to them, and cetainly avoid becoming friends with them. So I said, " Alright Ms. Jane, where would you like me to sit?" She smiled and answered, " Anywhere you want." With that I took this opperatunity and sat in the very front of the classroom. But in other classes, no teacher treated me like that, they all were mean and made me sit in the back, Ms. Jane made me feel like I was actually worth something, and it was worth living no matter what color or religion I was.

1. Charlotte- I would probably walk to the back. I would feel so different from the people around me, I wouldn't have enough confindence. I would be called names, people whisper about me, give me cruel stares. I wouldn't get the same respect as the other students & would have to look over peoples head. I would have to walk home with body guards while douging tomatos. I would feel different. I would stay up at night scared to fall asleep. I would be scared & sad. I would put my family in danger. I would be tranified.

2. Charlotte- My name is Minnie. I live without

1. Sydney- I would probibly rather not learn anything then go through pain everyday because people just wanted me to suffer so bad because of my race. Also if i went to a desenagrated school i would feal out of place and wonder why people hate blasks so much. I couldnt of done anything that bad i'm onlly a kid that is tryign to make myself have a seccessful life. I probibly wouldnt be able to sleep becaue all i can think of is what will happen tommorow and when. If i was in that position i would hope that i fall asleep and never wake up so i dont have to o through another day of suffering again.

2. Sydney- Hello my name is Ruby Bridges. I love to laugh and play sports. My family is very

1. Edward- If I was to go back to the time of desegregation I would want to go into it and do things better than the people around me. But when I would get to school i would probly be made fun of and be told to go home. On the first day there would be bad things going on. I would be told I am not susposed to be here and that I should go back to my school. When the people would say this I would try to show them that I am just as good as them if not better. I would want to be able to go home at night and sleep well and not worry about school the next day.

2. Edward- I am one of the Little Rock Nine. I have just started school at an all white school. The kids hate us, the school teachers hate us, the princlebe hates us. But the President comes to definend us. In our first few days many things have happend from being beat up yelled at and being escorted by the Army into school. When I go home it is like a whole new world where I can live with out fear unlike school. School is wha if fear if I could I would be sick all year long. I hope as the year progresses it will become better that it is now.

1. William - I would feel embarrassed when I walked in the school the first time everybody looking at me throwing stuff at me and being mean. But I would not give up I might have to sit in the back alone but I would have a future. I would never give up I would stand up for my rights I would ignore all the people taunting me and say no you can’t treat me like this I am a human being. I would stay in the back of the group just thinking, thinking how to stand up to myself. I would not let anybody put me down i would be a bright star in the sky that never burns out I would fight for my race and become a member in my fellow brothers and sisters.

2. William- My name is Nick bronomab. I am 5'8 and going to this new school my mama sending me to it. I am scared the if the boy and girls are not like me what if they not like me. I am ready to go to my new school mama says it will be different she did not tell me why, I walk out the door and I see the bus. When I am in the bus I see everybody stops and looks at me I felt embarrassed, there were no empty seats except one and I was walking towered it there was a guy looking out the window. I asked, “is this seat taken" but he said not I start to sit down and he kicked me that was terrible. School that day was no different I walked in the school people throw stuff at me and messed up my nice shirt my mom got ready for me this morning. When I got home I said to mama I don’t want to go back but she said you have to sorry the other days were twice at hard I had no friends and Adidn’t understand the work these people were doing. I hope I can get throw the day I kept saying. I hope I can get throw the day.