We were learning to write rhyming words and I wrote this poem in school. Because it
was Black History month, we were learning about Rosa Parks, who fought
for civil rights of African American black people.
She lived on a farm, and she had a happy life, but when she grew up she found that things were not right in the outside world. The black and white people were seperated. In old times, black people were called coloured people and they had to go to different schools, waterfountains, toilets, bus-stops.
White people were more comfortable and black people were forced to do different things. In old times it was against law for a black person to sit down at the bus-stop. They had to stand and sometimes had to miss the bus. White people could sit in the front seats of the bust and there was a sign saying 'Coloured people can sit here' at the back of the bus. But if the white people's seats were full, a black person had to give their seats away and stand even if they had a baby or were old.
I felt very proud when it was chosen to be read in the assembly.
Rosa Parks was on a bus
She lived on a farm, and she had a happy life, but when she grew up she found that things were not right in the outside world. The black and white people were seperated. In old times, black people were called coloured people and they had to go to different schools, waterfountains, toilets, bus-stops.
White people were more comfortable and black people were forced to do different things. In old times it was against law for a black person to sit down at the bus-stop. They had to stand and sometimes had to miss the bus. White people could sit in the front seats of the bust and there was a sign saying 'Coloured people can sit here' at the back of the bus. But if the white people's seats were full, a black person had to give their seats away and stand even if they had a baby or were old.
On
a hot, tiring day, Rosa Parks caught a bus. When a white person climbed
in she did not give up her seat. She refused to move - like a plant
planted in its space. She did not even talk to the white person. All the
white people shouted at her, but she did not budge. She was tired of
giving up and felt it was unfair. My poem is aboout her.
I felt very proud when it was chosen to be read in the assembly.
Rosa Parks was on a bus
She decided to make a fuss
Rosa Parks was black
So she had to go to the back
The white people said, “Move”
Rosa Parks said, “No! You are rude”
The white lady told the bus driver,
The bus driver got angrier
The Police took her away
And said, “You cannot stay”
They took her to jail
But she did not fail
In her country,
They said , “Let her go free!”
After over 300 days,
The law finally changed
Because of her,
White and Brown people are together.
