2 months ago we watched a film in class, Mississippi burning was the name of the movie. Some weeks later we got an assignment about this movie, where we could choose between some tasks. I chose to write a part of a diary.
Hi again, dear diary.
I'm so tired. I go to school every day (as a white girl), and everything I see around me is white. White walls, white flors, white school uniforms, white lockers and white students. Often I wonder what it would be like if a colored person had went to this that school. I think that would be nice, I want to get to know them, but the colored people is not allowed to go to that school. If I could decide, all teenages, black or white, should go to the same school, use the same toilets and be able to talk friendly to each other. In America now, there are toilets for colored people, and for white people, and colored- and white people are not supposed to like eatch other. Some times a group colored people go together and protest agains this. They no longer want to live under the white people, but be their own people.
Today one of my best friends told me that she hated "the blacks", and I couldent do anything to show that I disagreed. I just stood there looking at her and told her I agreed, but I don't agree at all, I hate it when someone talkes like that, but everyone does. It's hard for me to stand up alone, I'm just not tough enough, but I wish I were.
Later me and my best firend, Maggie, went to a café to drink coca cola and do homework. Maggie's mother workes there and she always helps us with our homework when she has time, but today something happend. We were just outside the door when we heard the alarm started to shout, loudly. I hated that sound , it nearly made my ears eksplode. Just after the bell rang people started to svream, but cuickly it was quiet. Maggie and I looked at eatch other with frighted eyes.With small steps Maggie and I walked to the window to take a look inside. A minute later a colored man stands up in the middle of the café with a gun in his heands screaming: "We want blacks and whites together, you can no longer decide for us what to do. From now on we should be one.
