In early January 2007, you can spend comfortably at home in Moab, Utah. It is actually the second house. I live in Aspen, Colorado all year long, but the location of Aspen is very small, "attractive". This place in Moab is magnificent and vast. In a real house, it has two garages, a nice backyard with a theatrical hot tub and an incredible gas grill. It is a lovely little neighborhood, in many of the corners.
I am careful when our country enters 2007 and January enters the recent history. My vacation vacation is so close, so I hope to see the daily suspension of execution on my calendar in the near future. I can not help it. I do not want to end my little paradise in my nature. I click on my Outlook throughout the weekend of January ... I seem to remember a 3 day weekend somewhere here ... Do you have a holiday? I think that I will eventually come to the end of the second week of January. Oh ... there you are! I can see that my son wrote that I had a 3 day weekend from Saturday, 13th. But do you definitely need a vacation? what is that? I think that I will click on Monday. Ah! Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! I knew that there must be a reason! I am proud of my diligence, thinking myself with a smile.
But that day progressed, the signs of this anxiety were torn strongly in my consciousness. While walking through my day, I could not point it out exactly what it really was. Perhaps, as all white women reach a certain age (over 30 years old), she will begin to remember the wonderful Golden Nugget taught as a girl in a church school (alright, that part is only me). Or, as I approached the last one-third of my life, the part beyond my "30 years" (I always divided it 30 minutes ago, 30 minutes later, and more. Perhaps I am more pleased to put the information I judged as "important and fact" in my mind database, but I condemn it There was no such thing as my conscious mind telling a lie will not rest.
It was not until I finally stopped dying on my truck while preparing a delicious pepper steak, I noticed what it was, completed with a parcel gravy and grilled zucchini. I felt shameful! When the meat juice was fired from the spoon and I stared at the universe, I was Martin Luther King, Jr. Day on the second weekend of January, but I did not understand it. There was a day in his honor. Indeed, I knew he was a great leader in the early stages of the civil rights movement. I knew that he was a loved, respected and honorable leader among whites and African-Americans who were unconsciously assassinated at brutality. But it was everything I knew.
Someone can forgive my ignorance and just ignore all the guilt about being a victim of the situation: I am in New Mexico (mainly Hispanic, American American and Caucasian ) Caucasian woman born in a culturally protected environment.
Like all good school kids of my age, I learned all the basics about Martin Luther King, Jr. I am convinced that I was taught some of the deep facts, but somehow they missed me.
I sat down on my computer and I briefly surveyed this guy I did not know very little. Martin Luther King learned to be a very educated man. He got a bachelor's degree, master's degree, doctorate degree and became a recipient of several honorary degrees. I am a child of a private school (one of the best) who grew up without paying prejudice that many people face everyday, and the degree of the university has been reduced to the state of "goal after long thought" It was from my distant cave of my soul.
This man was 35 years old, then became the youngest prisoner of the Nobel Peace Prize at the time. Because he was not a man of great means, not only helped to give a little cushion while raising the family, but if the king elected to turn his prize, he added $ 50,000 I am convinced that more prize money has relieved the burden Pay money to promote civil rights movement.
He was well educated and not only very proficient, he was a person who actually lived what he believed and talked about.
So, sit here and prepare to serve Pepper steak and zucchini at my house in Moab, I realize the irony of my thoughts on Martin Luther King Jr. It is easy to go through the trial and I believe that she is now related to the cause of civil rights in her privileged life. But it is not necessary. I do not know the fact that many of Dr. King's efforts to liberate were broken by poverty. They knew nothing about the superiority given to someone like me and the protected, doctrinal school life. However, although Dr. King was walking in the groove towards the unfair towards a fellow, Eagle also increased sharply. He respects both gender equally, whether wealthy or poor, educated, or not. In my "privileged" situation, I will be more troublesome not to write about this great man. Regardless of my social status and the level of ignorance of civil rights, it is much better to pay respect to him.
I am not a person who loves or adores precious time considering the reason behind the national holiday, but in the case of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I wonder how rich my heart and consciousness I am familiar with it consists of doing so. I will respect and respect the man, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. who forever overcomes all the disadvantages to achieve great things for his people and his race.
Rather than naming the holidays for him, except that the people's rights are pursued among our nationals, I examine everything he stands on and I am in my country And I am proud that my government recognizes and has people who have invincible faithfulness, courage and determination.
Copyright (c) 2007 Lisa Jey Davis
