4. March 2013 09:00
by Tammi Sharpe
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Voting Rights

4. March 2013 09:00 by Tammi Sharpe | 4 Comments

The Right to Vote was one of the major grievances of the Birmingham Civil Rights Movement.  For many of the foot soldiers it was a key motivation for joining the Movement.  In recognition of the 48th anniversary of Bloody Sunday when protests marched in Selma, AL for the Right to Vote, this week we will provide quotes from foot soldiers on the importance of voting rights and personal stories on how these rights were being violated.  

Deborah Hill  

As a young child I remember both my parents having to take a test to vote.  I remember them discussing having to pay poll taxes and it was like I felt that it was so unfair that you had to take a test as a citizen of this country in order to have the right to vote; this was something that I refused that I would have to do and when the movement came along about civil rights and equal rights for all Americans.  I felt that this was something that I was going to be a part of.  This was just another aspect in my life that I was going to be part about:  bringing about positive change within the Birmingham system.   

 

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We lived in Atlanta during that part of the Civil Rights struggle.  I was a Toddler, so I don't remember many of the things that went on, but this one thing really stood out in memory for me.  

My Mother took me to a big department store in Downtown, Atlanta she needed to get some cloths etc.

I was standing there while she shopped and I noticed a little girl about my age, doing the "Potty Dance",  I was raised to love thy neighbor as thyself so on golden rule etc...  I could not read all the Signs at Bathrooms and Water fountains.  So, I took the little girls hand and walked with her to the Ladies restroom, well she didn't want to go inside she looked scared.  I prompted her to come on into the potty...  So she did.

Well after hand washing at the sink.  Both of us Toddlers walked back out of the Ladies restroom; I looked up and there was a Tall Saleslady standing over me and she said. "You ignorant little girl, you cannot take persons of color into a All Caucasian/White restroom, I outta whip you girl."

Well, My Mother stepped between the Sales lady and me and said.  "You are not going to touch my daughter, she did the right thing, children are NOT born into this world hating, and blocking other people from the God given rights they should have. "  Mother took my hand and went to the cashier and returned all the things she had just bought and she never shopped at that Atlanta store again.

I never understood why people had to hate anyone because of their skin tone, and I honestly suppose that I never will.

We have to few days on this Earth given to us any way we are mortal like a vapor here a few days and gone.  Spend your days making a difference in lives, on Earth.  Lay down hate.  For hate will surely destroy the person who lives and dwells in hate, for hate is a all consuming emotion.

Do charity work, help out at a local food bank.  And remember history, learn from it so that it is never Repeated again.

For all Mankind is created equal....

Ren

Thank you for sharing this experience.  I hope there are other similar experiences that could also be shared.  

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