For The Last Time

Hello again, for the last time I will talk to you! My husband and I left Montgomery after the boycott ended. We had then moved to Detroit. The idea that I had, then became a law in 1965. On 1968 Martin Luther King Jr. got shot. Martin and I are really good friends so I had to show up to his funeral. In 1977 my husband died from cancer. My mom also had cancer when she was 91 she had died in 1979. Then a couple more years later I passed away in 2005, I was 92 years old.

Re-tell of my Story!

Hello, again! I really hope you remember me by now. Yes, I’m Rosa Parks. Okay let’s continue. I have retold my story to everyone. This story is the main reason I decided to do everything that I did do to help blacks. When I argued with that man on the bus I felt proud. I stuck up for myself. People just need to leave everybody alone. I just feel that what I did helped all people of all colors. Whites have no right to treat blacks this way. I have told my story to everybody now and that law is changed thanks to Martin Luther King.

My Idea

Hello, we will be meeting a lot. All right lets continue with my story about my life. Okay so far after my brother came back from the army, whites didn’t like him. I had told the President of the United States about my idea, that blacks and whites should have equal rights for everyone. Whites and blacks soon began to argue about my idea that I had told the president. Whites hated the idea. Blacks agreed.  I feel strongly about my idea and so does my family. All people deserve to have just the same amount of rights as other people. Well, goodbye. 

The Violence Gets Worse

Hello Again! So now, my brother came back from army and visited us in Pine Level and whites disliked him. There were two teenagers who came to Pine Level from their home and in their home town they didn't have any problems with whites. The two teenagers went on the bus and were arrested because they had sat in the whites section and were in Jail for two days.  Blacks were more conflicted of doing crimes than whites. Whites would say one thing about blacks and it was going to end up bad. Whites had it more easily than blacks. In jobs if whites and blacks were working together whites would get paid more than blacks.

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My Rights

Hello!!! Let continue. I got my diploma from college. Once I got home, Raymond, my husband, was very excited to see me. Then I had received news from my boss that I had just become the secretary of NAACP. I'm not proud of my job, but I will live.  I was getting involved with the voting registration once the Scottsboro Boys were saved from being executed. I was very interested in voting for a while. I knew that all Americans were involved in the voting for president. Blacks and whites are still having problem on buses and other places. That’s how I got arrested for saying "No" to the white man who asked for my seat. Well, I will tell you more later.

Growing Up

Hello Again!!!! I'm Rosa Parks as you already know; I'm here to tell you more about me! I am a colored lady who had a lot of trouble in my life, just to catch you up on my story. Where were we, oh yes I remember. The bus incident, I did get arrested for not letting a white man sit in my seat. I had a hard time for a while.  Then I got through it when my friend had introduced me to a man named Raymond Parks. We became good friends. Eventually our friendship grew stronger and we fell in love and got married at my house. I just remember he would help me with a lot of everything.

How It All Started

Hello! My name is Rosa Parks. I was named after my maternal grandmother Rose.  I was born in a small town of Tuskegee, Alabama on the 4^th of February in 1913. My mother’s name is Leona Edwards. My father’s name is James McCauley.  My mother was a teacher in Pine Level, and my father was a carpenter. My mother and father never got to see each other because of my dad’s job. So they decided to get divorced.  I have started this blog because I wanted to tell to you about my life as a child and growing up to be an adult.