I was born February 4th, 1913 in Tuskegee Alabama. I was tired as men pushing a car. My feet was aching as a bike hitting cracks on the street. The bus was walking and it finally stopped. BOOM and white lady got on the bus. I had to move but I neglect. I wasn’t moving for nobody. I had discouraged nobody so I didn’t move. The police came on the bus in removed me in throw me in a jail cage. That day I knew I had a responsibility. I dedicated this to my people. More and more people came along and fought. That’s when my people were able to sit anywhere on the bus. Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others.