Riding
to Washington
By Gwenyth Swain
Illustrated by David Geister
Have
you ever wanted to know what it was like to live when not everybody had the
same rights? I sure have, and the book, Riding
to Washington, really helps explain what it would be like. The story is
about a little girl who goes to Washington with her dad to see Dr. King give a
speech. Her mother sends her with her dad, because the little girl gets into
too much trouble for her mom to see about along with the other kids and household
duties. The little girl and her dad get on a train with all the colored people
from her dad’s work. Along the way the little girl and an older black woman
have to use the restroom so the bus pulls over to let them off. The boy at the
desk wouldn’t give them the key to go to the restroom, because the woman was
black. The little girl talked the white boy into giving them the key, because
she told him it was the right thing to do. When the little girl and the black
woman gave the key back to the boy and told him thank you he pretended not to
notice that they had even had the key. They got back on the bus and they sang
songs all the way to Washington DC. Once they arrived in Washington DC they saw
tons of other buses of people who came to listen to the speech. Even though
they were miles away from Dr. King the little girl said “I was sure he was
looking right at me.” (Swain). The little girl didn’t know why Dr. King was
talking about this dream of his but she understood it once the black woman put
her hand on her shoulder. The little girl said “Mrs. Tayler gazed at me, tears
streaming down her face. And that’s when I knew it that the dream belonged not
just to Dr. King and Mrs. Taylor and her husband, but to me and Daddy, and
maybe even that boy at the gas station, too.”
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