It was a pleasant day; it was cloudy and fresh thanks to the rain for the day before. My friend Katherine and I were heading to Starbucks coffee to enjoy a delicious coffee while we did our homework. The assignment was due in a couple of hours so for time issues we went to the nearest Starbucks, which is the one with the oldest and wealthy customers in town. Which I hated for the same reason, not that I hated old and wealthy people; actually the elderly community in my town, for the most part, has proven to be very friendly and caring. When we arrive at the coffee shop, it seemed like we chose the most crowded moment to go into the shop; every table was occupied and there was a long line to order. After ordering, Katherine and I sat at the …show more content…
There were lots of people of different ages and almost everyone was dressed in pink, and some of them were holding posters with different messages about feminism and equality. Then, I remembered seeing something about it earlier in social media, and it was the Women’s March, they were marching for women’s rights and equality. At that moment, I thought it was important and brave that they were defending their beliefs, and that they were trying to make a change or even just to educate people regarding their cause. Shortly after, the lady with the sports clothes started to become aggressive and mad towards the protestors, she went outside the coffee shop and yell to the people, telling them “get a life” or “go back to your country”. The other ladies stayed inside the shop cheering at the lady to keep arguing and screaming to the protestors. Some of the protestors responded back to the lady, but I could not hear what they said, but it seemed to make the lady …show more content…
On our way back we still saw people marching, people in their cars would honk to the protesters showing their support; the march ended in the park where there was a reporter with a bunch of the protestor. No other people seem to be bothered by the presence of the protesters, they were not on the street disturbing the traffic or doing something wrong for the community. Simply they were expressing themselves and making a stand for their beliefs, and showing their support for Women’s Rights, like many other people did in multiple cities across the
The women’s march was not organized to unseat Mr. Trump as president of the United States. The purpose of the inevitable protest was to serve as a wake up call for the president to make his decisions henceforth based on evidence, reports and studies, but not mere sentiments. The rhetoric during the campaign activated the panic button in those protesters. Now that Trump is president, his success is our success as a nation (economy, immigration, terrorism). Nonviolent protests (Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.) organized to draw attention to our pains and struggles strengthen our democracy. Let’s pray for the new president for wisdom to lead this great nation and give him a chance.
During his presidential election, Trump managed to cause a national rage. Rather than sit back and continue to mourn the election results thousands of minorities, millennials and women across the country went out into the streets to protest. They protested from the very beginning and even now they continue to protest. On January 21, 2017, the Women's March occurred. A worldwide march to advocate legislation and policies on human rights. The march was a fight for women's rights, immigration reform, healthcare reform, and everything in between; with a majority of the marches being against the Trump
I couldn't believe how strong these people were. They actually sad loud and clear enough is enough. And I was coming from 14 blocks up where the houses are filled with smiles and loves no crime just families planing the neighborhood Christmas block party and family vacation. You drive down our block all curtain are open for the world to see our smiles during family get togethers. We even share the block with one over the older local news men. I was just at the march to make sure the crime didnt up my way. I didn't care about nobody there I care about theirs tears or their families. But now I
Protests are still an essential part of America’s democracy today. Though times have changed a lot America still has many social issues. Most of these issues have to do with minorities. People are starting to realize how unfairly they are being treated and they want to do something about it. One of the more recent large protests was the women’s march that was held the day before Donald Trump’s inauguration ceremony. These women followed in the footsteps of the women in 1913 who were marching for their right to vote, civil rights, and economic equality. The large march widley known as the women’s march that was held January 21, 2017 was not only to bring awareness to issues such as gender inequality but it called for protection for immigrants,
My gender identity has had a large impact on the behaviors and attitudes that I exhibit today. They are continuously changing with each new piece of information and perspective that I take in. From the media to college courses, they are many different angles from which I add or subtract from my gender identity. The strongest influences have come from my childhood with my family. I had a mix of masculine and feminine identities from the start, and they continued to evolve as I have aged. Both of parents affected my gender identity in different ways and helped create the identity I have today.
Although the protestors are using their 1st Amendment right, it is being extremely exaggerated. Dendy Heisel thinks that “if we have a problem with a leader’s actions or policies, we should be able to walk around with a sign or chanting, or both, to express out disapproval or our viewpoint.” She also states that, “I think that there are often more effective ways to achieve political change than a march.” Some other ways to show disapproval in a problem relating to the government could be by writing a letter to your state representative to be considered. Dendy states, “I think that protesters misunderstand the extent of the First Amendment right to free speech if they think they are entitled to destroy public or private property or endanger the safety and welfare of citizens.” This shows that the first amendment doesn’t say that you can destroy private property and put hundreds of lives in danger to prove your point. In most liberal media, I have noticed people are saying that Madonna’s statement was not a “threat of violence,” but threatening to build a wall is? According to vox.com, the women in the marches are fighting for “freedom from sexual violence,” “accountability and justice for police brutality” including about 50 more demands (4). This means that they want men to “control themselves” and to not allow rape, which hasn’t been allowed for about a decade. The
We had become very comfortable in our corner with our overly sweet pastries when an announcement was made that the store would be closing in five minutes. This came as quite a shock to me, but she and I chose to ignore it for some time. She got up to go use the restroom quickly before we absolutely needed to leave. That was when one of the employees began walking around and told everyone to leave. It wasn’t very polite. I picked up Ali’s heavy bag and slowly shuffled towards the exit, glancing back every few seconds in the hopes that she would have returned from the restroom. An employee told me to go outside. There I was, anxiously lingering by the door of Barnes & Noble, hoping she would come out quickly. I’m naturally a very nervous person and this situation caused me to become rather distressed. But all was well again when I heard her call my name. My concern was for
I came to see a presentation related to economics and money that most of the audience came to see from the guest speaker, but was stopped due to a protest. A peaceful protest is standing up for a certain belief by disobeying someone or a group of people using nonviolent tactics and that is what I saw today. I was more shocked to see how the crowd reacted towards the peaceful protesters who were women of Asian, Hispanic, Middle Eastern background to see how people wanted to comfort these girls. I understand majority of the people came to see the presenter speak on the topic and it’s understandable that the audience would be frustrated, but the reaction to the people in the crowd saying “fuck you”, ripped up one of the girls posters, and getting
The Woman's March on January 21, 2017, was a historic event that brought men and women together for one cause, for a purpose. The world wide protest focused on the issues of women's rights, immigration reforms, health care reform, worker's rights, among other issues. The peaceful protest was aimed to the laws and policies President Donald J. Trump proposed during his campaign and at the time of his Inauguration. The Woman's March showed that people can live without hate and can come together to fight for the same goal despite their differences in ethnicity, religion, and gender. Peaceful resistance to laws is a positive way to unite people and have their voice heard over many common social issues.
A main reason that people participate in protests is to make a change. Women all over the world marched to change the injustice that they face every day. The change will surely benefit women all over the world. The Women's March values many principles that will benefit women’s lives. For
As I took my place in Starbucks, I observed there were three types of customers. The first were those that I identified as, “order and go”. This group of customers knew what they wanted, placed their order and paced within the coffee shop until they heard their name called by the barista. Once called, they quickly collected their order and left without any fanfare. The second group of customers, waited patiently in front of the coffee-making area while their order was prepared for them. One customer began eating the food he had ordered, while most of them were conversing with other patrons about the weather and recent snowstorm. However, once their order was ready and their name called they picked up their order and left, not before wishing the other patrons a “good day”. The final group of customers I observed was the find a seat. This group could be seen right away. As this group entered the Starbucks, they checked to see if seats were available, and either reserved it prior to placing their order with a bag or article of clothing. If it was a party of two, someone from their party took a seat to reserve a place for them. This group was very diverse. It ranged from a father and son having breakfast, a group of older adults catching up on old times, who started many of their conversations with “remember when…” In addition, the customers that were sitting on the sofa and large chairs were all working on a variety of different
As a toddler before entering school in pre – k I don’t remember being exposed to reading. One of the only memories I have, is my older sister reading me her school books when she got home from school. After I entered school it was totally different. I remember my teachers having reading centers for us to sit down and read. I also remember my teachers taking us to the school library and us enjoying our time there. I think that my teachers doing this made me a stronger reader. I learned how to read in school. I come from a household where neither one of my parents had stepped foot into a school, they didn’t know how to speak English and were limited in the Spanish language. I had older siblings that were learning as they went through school, but it was hard for them to try and teach me any English and how to read. I remember being in middle school and
My life thus far can be considered typical for a girl who lives in suburban Pennsylvania. I grew up with a group of close friends, participated in all the expected life moments of a catholic middle class girl, graduated high school, and now I am in college. The normality of my life may lead some to believe that I am just a normal girl who should act prim and proper like I was raised, though several moments in my life helped define the way I act as a woman and feminist today. These milestones include my first period, almost being abducted, and my first classes at college.
For now, I try to find half a moment of peace in this crowded coffee shop, wrapping a hand-hug around my warm mug. Although the stuffiness and smell of coffee hang a little too thick in the air, I prefer that to the bite offered by the chill. I’m resentful of the occasional obnoxious scream of the milk steamer which interrupts the otherwise relaxed atmosphere. Nobody else around me really seems to notice - their phones or laptops absorb every ounce of their attention. Even
It was not long before it was my turn at the counter. My hand flickered as I waved to my girlfriend in the corner, passively awaiting my arrival with the goods. Tea time is a bit of a ritual with us, and today was my turn to supply the essentials. Behind the counter, the employees face lit up like a full moon in a warm, sincere greeting, before she asked me what I wanted. I lingered a while on her smile (I do not only patronize this particular Starbucks for its goods) before I took in the sea of colors, objects, and delightful food and drinks on display behind her. I could still feel the hint of a draft wafting its way about my shoulders, toying with my dark shiny hair a reminder that it