MLK Jr.

I was an odd child. I would become somewhat obsessed with the historical periods we were studying in school. I made my mom sew me a traditional Mayan dress when we were studying the ancient culture, I checked out every book on Egyptians when my sixth grade social studies teacher said we would be reading about King Tut, I was intent on finding out what happened to Amelia Earhart when she was the topic of my reading class in fifth grade.

The first time I found myself completely enthralled by a historical figure was in second grade, when we studied Martin Luther King Jr. I wanted to know everything about him, I asked my parents if we could rent "Mississippi Burning," I wrote him a long letter and cried when my teacher showed us the I Have a Dream video in class. Suffice it to say, I was inspired by this man's fearlessness and his dream for the world.

Here is that amazing speech that still makes me weep today.