Dreaming of Dr. King

I once had a conversation at school with a first grade student. It was snack time, and, as she saw me approaching the eating area, the student called out to me:

“Mrs. McDavid, Mrs. McDavid!” Olivia’s hand was up and signaling for me to join her.

I walked over to her table and sat down. “What’s up?”

“Did you know that before, if we were at a school with all black people or a school with all white people, I couldn’t sit with you?”

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July Has Ended and There Was No Story of the Month?

One of my monthly writing goals is to share a story with a theme that corresponds with that particular month. Well, today is July 31, and, though I tried to make the goal, you will not find a July Story of the Month posted on my website — but for a good reason!

I began my July story right after Juneteenth, imagining a newly-freed young woman and her reaction to the news. I decided to use the first name of one of my ancestors, who was born in 1845. Our family records list her without a last name.

My tentative title is “Tell Her About Freedom,” a theme in line with the Fourth of July holiday that we celebrate in the United States.

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