Alana was inspired when she studied Ruby Bridges. On her own time, she wrote a short story from the perspective of another girl who tried to integrate a school in the South. Nice work, Alana!
Changing Schools
Part One
Once there was a nine-year-old girl named Ava who lived in Virginia in 1962. Ava was mad at her mother. She wanted to go to another school but her mom said no.
“The school you go to now is marvelous. You will get a better education there.”
Ava said no. “Come to my school and see for yourself. I dare you to mama.”
Ava’s mom dropped her off school the next day.
“This school is not bad 1 bit. You will go to it until 8th grade”, her mom said.
“No please!” Ava said crying to her mom.
When Ava got in the school she was crying quietly in her head. When she went in to her classroom she had to be in the back of the class because she was black. She was actually the only black 1 at the school. All of her school supplies were bent and the white students got all good things. She was very good at reading. She was a level z. (the 8th grade level) and she was only in 4th grade!
Even though Ava was so smart, the teachers didn’t treat her that fairly. She had easier homework than the other kids. The other kids threw spitballs and paper balls at her. The teacher did not care that they where doing that to her.
At recess Ava had to go to the play ground for black people, but she was the only one there. All of the equipment was rusty. Ava just had to sit on the ground and wait till the end of recess. Even at the end of the day, she had to wait in a room alone when the others got picked up.
Part Two
Her mom picked her up and Ava asked again about changing schools. Her mom said, “Don’t even tell me one more time!” Then they had dinner. Ava asked if her mom could walk her in to her classroom. When her mom saw kids being mean she said, “I am not letting you go to the school again. I pinky promise all the way up to God.”
They went to another school. It was an old building that looked like a barn with only black people. There were flies around them when they were eating outside. nThey had nothing in the school except for old stuff. Even though the school was old, Ava felt happy. She knew that someday schools would be mixed. She just didn’t want to be the first one to make it happen.
Changing Schools
Part One
Once there was a nine-year-old girl named Ava who lived in Virginia in 1962. Ava was mad at her mother. She wanted to go to another school but her mom said no.
“The school you go to now is marvelous. You will get a better education there.”
Ava said no. “Come to my school and see for yourself. I dare you to mama.”
Ava’s mom dropped her off school the next day.
“This school is not bad 1 bit. You will go to it until 8th grade”, her mom said.
“No please!” Ava said crying to her mom.
When Ava got in the school she was crying quietly in her head. When she went in to her classroom she had to be in the back of the class because she was black. She was actually the only black 1 at the school. All of her school supplies were bent and the white students got all good things. She was very good at reading. She was a level z. (the 8th grade level) and she was only in 4th grade!
Even though Ava was so smart, the teachers didn’t treat her that fairly. She had easier homework than the other kids. The other kids threw spitballs and paper balls at her. The teacher did not care that they where doing that to her.
At recess Ava had to go to the play ground for black people, but she was the only one there. All of the equipment was rusty. Ava just had to sit on the ground and wait till the end of recess. Even at the end of the day, she had to wait in a room alone when the others got picked up.
Part Two
Her mom picked her up and Ava asked again about changing schools. Her mom said, “Don’t even tell me one more time!” Then they had dinner. Ava asked if her mom could walk her in to her classroom. When her mom saw kids being mean she said, “I am not letting you go to the school again. I pinky promise all the way up to God.”
They went to another school. It was an old building that looked like a barn with only black people. There were flies around them when they were eating outside. nThey had nothing in the school except for old stuff. Even though the school was old, Ava felt happy. She knew that someday schools would be mixed. She just didn’t want to be the first one to make it happen.