(While I was struggling to write my main post for today, I remembered this lil story and decided to share it with you. Plus, it gave me a chance to break my writer’s block.)
One time,when she was in elementary school, Kee was talking too much in class and her teacher decided that she needed to move her to the front of the class. Kee responded with what became an INSTANT Kee-ism in our household:
“You can’t make me move to the front…I ain’t Rosa Parks!”
(Ummmmmm…………………………….News flash! They tried to make Rosa Parks move to the back, chick!)
Ok, so when I found out, my emotions were all over the place: First, I was kinda amused. I’ll own up to it. I know I shouldn’t have been, but I was. I like a good wit as much as the next guy, and I had to admit that it WAS witty…downright funny. Then, I was angry. That lil’ girl KNEW better than to disrespect an adult, especially a teacher! Then came a bit of pride. Seriously, at least she knew who Rosa Parks WAS. Then there was a feeling of being not so proud. Kee got the story COMPLETELY backwards. I mean geez…..Rosa was in the FRONT…at LEAST get the main detail right!
Anyway, I was left with one enduring question afterwards…..
Did that chick REALLY just say: “You can’t make me move to the front…I ain’t Rosa Parks!” ?!?!?