Thursday, January 22, 2015

Cotton Fields

One of the most impactful moments of today didn't happen in a museum or at a memorial for me, it came on the bus. We spend countless hours driving and rarely paying attention to what is happening outside of the windows of our metal box that takes us from point A to point B. And maybe today was an especially odd day for me to take note of what was existed past our windows because it was so homogeneous. But I noticed that we drove for hours and hours, only passing cotton fields, and that struck me. Human beings were tasked with working in those seemingly endless fields under inhumane conditions without pay or sufficient nourishment, but those same fields were a back drop to me for hours. It only took a half a second for me to realize that the South I had seen in recreations, pictures, and movies, was a real place that held real people, and real history.

Kyle Tildon
12th grade, The Park School

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