Generation, Том 15Board in Control of Student Publications, University of Michigan., 1963 |
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... waited ten full minutes before I began reading again to make sure that Cal had finished talking . I did manage to read a few more columns before he asked me if I had ever been in love . " Oh , I don't know , " I said , " How about you ...
... waited ten full minutes before I began reading again to make sure that Cal had finished talking . I did manage to read a few more columns before he asked me if I had ever been in love . " Oh , I don't know , " I said , " How about you ...
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... waited until no cars were coming and ran across on stiff legs and aching joints . I walked in the shadows to the park , hiding behind bushes when headlights approached . More relaxed now , I remembered the pain in my bladder and I went ...
... waited until no cars were coming and ran across on stiff legs and aching joints . I walked in the shadows to the park , hiding behind bushes when headlights approached . More relaxed now , I remembered the pain in my bladder and I went ...
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... waited for the elevator ; but with a crash of the gate and a press of a but- ton that was gone too . Jared , who had been standing by his desk the last few minutes , now began walking up and down the aisles . He picked up empty boxes ...
... waited for the elevator ; but with a crash of the gate and a press of a but- ton that was gone too . Jared , who had been standing by his desk the last few minutes , now began walking up and down the aisles . He picked up empty boxes ...
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... waited un- til the butterfly's wings stopped beating again . Then he reached out and pinched one wing , gently , between index finger and thumb . The butterfly started beat- ing in offended protest , but Jared man- aged to fling it ...
... waited un- til the butterfly's wings stopped beating again . Then he reached out and pinched one wing , gently , between index finger and thumb . The butterfly started beat- ing in offended protest , but Jared man- aged to fling it ...
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... waited to discover itself in his strength and weakness , to uncover through patient thrusts , the bed where it would flow with no hope of rest , churning like a river which does not know into what seas its waters are returning . And so ...
... waited to discover itself in his strength and weakness , to uncover through patient thrusts , the bed where it would flow with no hope of rest , churning like a river which does not know into what seas its waters are returning . And so ...
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Сторінка 10 - But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity.
Сторінка 12 - ... all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last.
Сторінка 12 - I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men are created equal." I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream...
Сторінка 11 - Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice.
Сторінка 11 - We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
Сторінка 10 - It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "Insufficient Funds.
Сторінка 12 - So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Сторінка 35 - O western wind, when wilt thou blow, That the small rain down can rain? Christ, that my love were in my arms, And I in my bed again!
Сторінка 12 - I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
Сторінка 12 - I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day, even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.