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Returning Home Again
Two schools were merged that day
One filled with African Americans
The other one with mostly whites
That is how it all started
Causing such a dreadful plight
The schools had not been
combined for very long
When everything started to go wrong
The racial unrest was going strong
because some students couldn't get along
We rode the school bus everyday
But often we were waved away
because we weren't allowed to stay
on certain days I always prayed
that peace in our school would soon be restored
One filled with African Americans
The other one with mostly whites
That is how it all started
Causing such a dreadful plight
The schools had not been
combined for very long
When everything started to go wrong
The racial unrest was going strong
because some students couldn't get along
We rode the school bus everyday
But often we were waved away
because we weren't allowed to stay
on certain days I always prayed
that peace in our school would soon be restored
Published 7th Nov 2020
| Edited 8th Nov 2020
Author's Note
I remember those days at high school like they happened yesterday. I thought at one point that we were never going to get to finish school that school year. I remember very little information being released throughout the school by staff that gave details on what exactly was transpiring as to the seriousness of events. We were only told to go back home some days.
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- Edited 1st Jan 2022 9:45pm
7th Nov 2020 7:47pm
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7th Nov 2020 8:04pm
Anonymous
- Edited 1st Jan 2022 9:45pm
7th Nov 2020 8:14pm
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7th Nov 2020 11:59pm
No worries, Rew! I have written about my true experience during my Senior years at Seminole High from 1970-1971.
7th Nov 2020 8:46pm
8th Nov 2020 6:27pm
8th Nov 2020 8:51pm
