Story about Martin Luther King!

In 1954, Martin Luther King became the pastor of Dexter Avenue Baptist Church in Montgomery, Alabama. On December 1, 1955, a black woman named Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat to a white man on a bus. Therefore, a local police officer from the Montgomery County Police Department was charged with violating the public regulations for changing car seats. She was arrested on the grounds of quarantine order. Martin Luther King immediately organized the Montgomery Bus Strike (Montgomery Municipal Improvement Association), calling on nearly 50,000 black people in the city to boycott public laws and companies for a year, forcing the court to rule on the cancellation of local transportation. Seat isolation on top. He became a leader in the civil rights movement. In 1958 he was arrested for vagrancy. In 1963, King organized the March on Washington for black job opportunities and freedom. In 1964, he was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. On April 4, 1968, he was shot in the throat by a racist assassin on the balcony of his hotel.

In January 1986, President Ronald Reagan signed a decree stipulating that the third Monday in January each year would be the National Martin Luther King Day in the United States to commemorate this great man, and designated as a legal holiday. So far, there are only three examples of personal anniversaries as legal holidays in the United States, namely Columbus Day (the second Monday in October), which commemorates the discovery of the American continent, and Presidents' Day (the third day of February), which commemorates George Washington. Monday), as well as Martin Luther King Jr. Day as mentioned here. One of his most influential and well-known speeches was "I Have a Dream" on August 28, 1963, which forced the U.S. Congress to pass the Civil Rights Act of 1964 outlawing racial segregation and racial discrimination.

Martin Luther King sought equality for black people and launched the civil rights movement in the United States. He has made outstanding achievements and is famous throughout the world. Before becoming an activist in the civil rights movement, King was a Baptist minister in the black community. The civil rights movement is a product of the black church in the United States. This article records King's first civil rights speech and reveals the relationship between the civil rights movement and the black church.

I Have a Dream

Martin Luther King

Today, I am happy to join you all in this event that will become a historic event in the history of our country. The greatest demonstration ever held for freedom.

100 years ago, a great American signed the Emancipation Proclamation, and today we stand in front of his statue to rally. This solemn declaration was like the light of a beacon, bringing hope to millions of black slaves suffering in the fire of injustice that destroyed their lives. It comes like a joyful dawn, ending the long night that has held the Negro in bondage.

However, today, 100 years later, we must face the tragic fact that black people have not yet received freedom. Today, 100 years later, black people are still hobbling miserably under the yoke of segregation and racial discrimination. 100 years later, black people still live on an isolated island of poverty in a sea of ??material prosperity. 100 years later, black people still weep in the corners of American society and still feel that they are homeless in their homeland. So we are here today to bring this appalling situation to light.

In a sense, we came to the nation's capital to cash a check. When the founders of our Republic wrote the glorious pages of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they signed a promissory note that every American can inherit. This promissory note promised all men—white and black—the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

Today, however, it is clear that America has defaulted on this promissory note to her citizens of color. Instead of honoring this sacred debt, America began giving Black people a bad check—a check that bounced back marked “insufficient funds.” But we never believe that the bank of justice will go bankrupt. We cannot believe that this country's vast reservoir of opportunity will be underfunded.

So let's cash this check. This check will give us precious freedoms and the security of justice.

We have come to this sacred place to remind America that these are urgent times. Now is not the time to take things easy or take the sedative of incrementalism. Now is the time to realize the promise of democracy. Now is the time to emerge from the dark, desolate valley of segregation and onto the sunny path of racial equality. Now is the time to lift our nation out of the quicksand of racial injustice and onto the rock of brotherhood. Now is the time for true justice for all of God’s children.

Ignoring the urgency of this moment would be fatal to the country. Until the glorious autumn of freedom and equality arrives, the scorching summer of black people’s reasonable and plaintive complaints will not pass. 1963 was not an end, but a beginning.

If the country continues to go its own way, those who hope that black people will be satisfied simply by venting their anger will be disappointed. There will be neither peace nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted citizenship. The whirlwind of rebellion will continue to shake the foundation of our nation until the glorious day of justice.

But there is something I must say to those who stand on the perilous threshold to the Palace of Justice.

As we strive for legal status, we must not do anything wrong that leads to crime. We must not drink the bitter wine of hatred to quench our thirst for freedom.

We should always fight with decency and discipline. We cannot allow our creative protests to degenerate into violent actions. We should constantly rise to the lofty realm of using the power of the soul to deal with the power of the body.

The new miraculous fighting spirit sweeping through black society should not lead us to distrust all white people - because many white brothers have realized that their fate is closely linked with ours, and that they Their freedom is closely related to our freedom. The fact that they are here today at the rally is proof of that.

We cannot act alone. When we act, we must keep moving forward. We cannot retreat. People who are passionate about the civil rights movement are asked, "When will you be satisfied?" We will never be satisfied as long as black people remain the victims of unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We are never satisfied as long as we are turned away from highway motels and city hotels after we have exhausted our travels. We will never be satisfied as long as the negro's basic range of movement is limited to the narrow ghetto to the larger ghetto. We will never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their individuality and dignity by a "Whites Only" sign. We will never be satisfied as long as the Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and the Negro in New York feels that he has nothing to do with it. No, no, we will not be satisfied until justice flows like water and righteousness like a fountain.

I am not unaware of the hardships some of you have gone through to get here. Some of you have just stepped out of your tiny cells. Some come from areas where their pursuit of freedom has been battered by storms of persecution and rampant police brutality. You have gone through many hardships and hardships. Keep working hard and believe: innocent people who suffer will be saved in the end.

Go back to Mississippi; Go back to Alabama; Go back to South Carolina; Go back to Georgia; Go back to Louisiana; Go back to the ghettos of our northern cities Go with the ghettos. Know that this can and will change. We must not sink into the abyss of despair.

Friends, today I want to tell you that despite the current difficulties, I still have a dream. This dream is deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up to live out the true meaning of its founding creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I I dream that one day, in the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves can sit at the same table as the sons of former slave owners, as close as brothers.

I have a dream that one day even Mississippi, a desert state sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into a green oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that one day my four little girls will live in a country where they will be judged not by the color of their skin, but by the quality of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day things will change in Alabama—despite the state’s governor still spouting talk about challenging federal statutes and refusing to enforce them—where black children can and white children walking hand in hand as brothers and sisters.

I have a dream today.

I dream that one day, the deep valleys will be bridged, the mountains will be leveled, the cross roads will become smooth roads, and the winding paths will become thoroughfares, and the glory of God will reappear, and all living creatures will come to visit it.

This is our hope. This is a belief I will take with me to the South. With this faith, we can mine the stone of hope from the mountain of despair. With this faith we can transform the cacophony of quarrels in this country into a sweet symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we can work together, pray together, fight together, go to jail together, and defend freedom together, because we know that one day we will be free.

On this day, all of God’s children will be able to sing this song with new meaning:

My country, dear land of the free, I sing for you. This is the place where my ancestors died, this is the place where the early immigrants were proud, and let the voice of freedom ring through every hill.

This must happen if America is to be a great nation. So let freedom ring from the mighty heights of New Hampshire!

Let freedom ring through the mountains of New York State!

Let freedom ring from Pennsylvania’s Allegheny Peaks!

Let freedom ring through Colorado’s snow-capped Rocky Mountains!

Let freedom ring through the graceful peaks of California!

No, not just that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain, Georgia!

Let freedom ring through Lookout Mountain, Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every mountain and every mound of Mississippi!

Let the voice of freedom ring from every hill!

When we let the voice of freedom ring, when we let the voice of freedom ring in every big village, every state capital, and every town, we can speed up the arrival of this day.

Then all of God's children, black and white, Jew and Gentile, Jesus and Catholic, will be able to join hands and sing that old Negro spiritual: "Free at last! Free at last! Thank the Almighty God, we are free at last!"