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She is truly an inspiration, not only for Afro-Americans, but for the whole world. Her decision on that fateful afternoon in 1955 to not give up her seat to a white man (which was required by law at the time) is the modern-day legend of an everyman hero. It couldn't be any simpler. She just refused to give up her seat on the bus.
She wasn't the first to do such a thing, but she was the spark that ignited the whole civil rights movement in America. She was living proof that anyone can stand up (in her case, sitting down) and make a difference.
I've always thought that everyone in this world had a reason to be here. We're all bound for some sort of destiny, which can be anything big or small. Rosa Parks is lucky. She found her destiny in 1955, at the age of 42. It's always interesting to think, what if she had missed the bus? What if she just gave in and let the man have his seat? What if she wasn't tired that day? It could have been a different story altogether.
If Rosa Parks felt like standing that day, would we have Denzel kissing his Oscar? Would we be wearing Air Jordans? Would Condoleezza Rice be the most powerful woman in America? We'll never know. But I think the whole world was glad she sat down. I'm glad so, too.
"She sat down in order that we all might stand up - and the walls of segregation came down,"
Jesse Jackson, civil rights leader