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Marian Wright Edelman, "the most influential children's advocate in the country" (The Washington Post), shares stories from her life at the center of this century's most dramatic civil rights struggles. She pays tribute to the extraordinary personal mentors who helped light her way: Martin Luther King, Jr., Robert F. Kennedy, Fannie Lou Hamer, William Sloane Coffin, Ella Baker, Mae Bertha Carter, and many others.
She celebrates the lives of the great Black women of Bennettsville, South Carolina-Miz Tee, Miz Lucy, Miz Kate-who along with her parents formed a formidable and loving network of community support for the young Marian Wright as a Black girl growing up in the segregated South. We follow the author to Spelman College in the late 1950s, when the school was a hotbed of civil rights activism, and where, through excerpts from her honest and passionate college journal, we witness a national leader in the making and meet the people who inspired and empowered her, including Dr. Benjamin E. Mays, Howard Zinn, and Charles E. Merrill, Jr.
Lanterns takes us to Mississippi in the 1960s, where Edelman was the first and only Black woman lawyer. Her account of those years is a riveting first-hand addition to the literature of civil rights: "The only person I recognized in the menacing crowd as I walked towards the front courthouse steps was [a] veteran New York Times reporter. He neither acknowledged me nor met my eyes. I knew then what it was like to be a poor Black person in Mississippi: alone." And we follow Edelman as she leads Bobby Kennedy on his fateful trip to see Mississippi poverty and hunger for himself, a powerful personal experience for the young RFK that helped awaken a nation's conscience to child hunger and poverty.
Lanterns is illustrated with thirty of the author's personal photographs and includes "A Parent's Pledge" and "Twenty-five More Lessons for Life," an inspiration to all of us-parents, grandparents, teachers, religious and civic leaders-to guide, protect, and love our children every day so that they will become, in Marian Wright Edelman's moving vision, the healing agents for national transformation.
Product Details
ISBN-13: | 9780807071991 |
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Publisher: | Beacon Press |
Publication date: | 05/01/2013 |
Sold by: | Penguin Random House Publisher Services |
Format: | eBook |
Pages: | 208 |
File size: | 5 MB |
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Parents As Mentors
Maggie Leola Bowen Wright
The distinguished theologian Thurman once described an oak tree in his childhood yard with leaves that each autumn turned yellow and died, but stayed on the branches all winter. Nothing–neither wind, storm, sleet, nor snow –- dislodged these dead leaves from the apparently lifeless branches. Dr. Thurman came to understand that the business of the oak tree during the long winter was to hold on to the dead leaves before turning them loose in spring so that new buds-the growing edge -– could begin to unfold. At winter's end, what wind, storm, sleet, or snow could not force off passed quietly away to become the tree's nourishment.
My parents were like that oak tree. They hung onto their children until we could blossom on our own and always put our needs ahead of their own. When I think of them, I think of integrity, consistency, high expectations, family rituals and regularity, prayer, meals, chores, church activities, study, reading, service, and play. I think of common sense and sound choices, of sacrifice and bedrock faith, of their unwavering gratitude and belief in the graciousness and presence of a Creator who gave us life, and to whom Daddy entrusted us in his will. I would have been devastated if I had ever found my parents not to be who I believed them to be. They never let us down.
Breakfast was always ready when we got up, got dressed, and got ready to go to school. A hot dinner was waiting when we came home from school around four o'clock. Our parents worked hard to keep us physically and morally dean and to maintain the rituals of family lifeand community work.
Mama was a pillar of Shiloh Baptist Church where Daddy was pastor. She was director of the youth and senior choirs which often practiced in our home or at church, church organist, founder and head of the Mothers' Club, and fundraiser-in-chief. Mama was a natural-born organizer of people. She organized the Mothers' Club to emphasize the importance of mothers' leadership roles at home and in the community. She organized a Cradle Roll Department and many other activities for children and young people. She raised the money to help Daddy build the new church and to pay its bills with all kinds of communitywide events and contests: baby contests; Miss Universe contests; Queen for a Day contests; hilarious male-only wedding contests. The winners who raised the most money got bundles of prizes Mama extracted from local merchants and the acclaim of an always jampacked Shiloh Baptist Church.
With her good and faithful women friends in the Mothers' Club, she prepared hundreds of Christmas bags of cheer with fruit and candy and nuts and threw a big party in the church's educational building, which we called the "hut," for all. For those who couldn't make it into the church the church went out to them. With Daddy or Mama and then alone, after we learned to drive, my siblings and I went to deliver food and coal to the poor on Christmas Day. And we were expected to visit and do errands for the poor, elderly, and sick whenever needed throughout the year.
Mama was the creative entrepreneur in the family. Daddy could not have managed without her. She always had a dime and an idea and a streak of independence that my strong father would try in vain to rein in but could always rely on. He called her "Pal."
As I grow older, I look more and more like her. My mother's strength sustains me wherever I waver in the face of tough challenges. I remember once, after I became a civil rights lawyer in Mississippi, I brought home to visit Mama a small girl who had lost her eye when marauding Mississippi Whites sprayed buckshot through the windows of her family's house. I'd been instructed by Jeannie's mother how to remove, clean, and replace her glass eye, which I felt able to do in theory. When confronted by the reality, though, I quavered. Seeing my hesitation, my mother gently pushed me aside, and quickly removed, cleaned, and reinserted Jeannie's glass eye without missing a beat.
I do what I do because my parents did what they did and were who they were. I first saw God's face in the face of my parents and heard God's voice in theirs as they cooed, read, told stories, and sang to me. I adored Daddy's affectionate nickname for me –- "Booster." I first felt God's love in their hands and arms and feet as they held, rocked, fed, bathed, and walked me when I was fretful or sick. I first learned God's caring by watching them care for me and my sister and three brothers and for others within our family and community. When Daddy's sister Ira got sick, he moved her and her five children to our hometown of Bennettsville, South Carolina, where she later died. Daddy and Mama helped raise Aunt Ira's five children all of whom went on to college. When Daddy's Aunts Cora and Alice got too old to live alone in the red hills of Gaffney, South Carolina, Daddy's birthplace, they came to Bennettsville, where my parents tended to them. When dignified old Reverend Riddick became homeless and others in the community could not care for him, my parents began the first Black home for the aged in our town. Mama ran it after Daddy died. My brother Julian ran it after Mama died. His daughters, Stephanie and Crystal, have run it since he died. Many of my childhood elders have found a caring haven in Bennettsville when they could no longer care for themselves.
I learned to speak the truth because it was expected and enforced in my house. I learned profanity was unacceptable after violating this tenet on more than one occasion and having my mouth washed out with Octagon soap. I learned to stand up when an older person entered the room and to give him or her my seat and to say please and thank you and yes maam and no sir to adults. (And I want to tell young and older people-White, Brown, and Black-not to dare call Mrs. Rosa Parks "Rosa" or Dr. Maya Angelou "Maya" or Dr. John Hope Franklin "John Hope" if they are not personal friends.) We need to reinstill respect for elders at all levels of our society and elders need to deserve it.
Table of Contents
Preface | xiii | |
1. | Parents as Mentors | 1 |
2. | Community Elders as Co-Parents and Mentors | 10 |
3. | Teachers and Their Mes Ages | 20 |
4. | Spelman College--A Safe Haven | 24 |
5. | Europe | 37 |
6. | Martin Luther King, Jr., and A Spring of Change | 44 |
7. | The Yale Years | 66 |
8. | The Mississippi Years | 76 |
9. | Mississippi Mentors | 83 |
10. | Martin Luther King, Jr., and R.F.K.: A Season of Hope for the Hungry | 101 |
11. | Movement Time | 116 |
12. | Great Black Women Mentors and Movement Builders | 121 |
13. | Our Children as Mentors | 133 |
14. | America as Mentor for Its Children and the World | 141 |
Afterword: A Parent's Pledge and Twenty-Five More Lessons for Life | 153 | |
Lesson 1 | Always remember that you are God's child. No man or woman can look down on you and you cannot look down on any man or woman or child | |
Lesson 2 | Don't wait for, expect, or rely on favors. Count on earning them by hard work and perseverance | |
Lesson 3 | Call things by their right names | |
Lesson 4 | Don't listen to naysayers offering no solutions or take no or but for an answer | |
Lesson 5 | Don't be afraid to stick your neck out, to make mistakes, or to speak up | |
Lesson 6 | Keep your word and your commitments | |
Lesson 7 | Be strategic, focus, and don't scatter your energies on many things that don't add up to a better whole | |
Lesson 8 | Watch out for success. It can be more dangerous than failure | |
Lesson 9 | You can't do everything by yourself but you can do a lot | |
Lesson 10 | Asking the right questions and measuring the right things may be more important than finding the right answers | |
Lesson 11 | Travel lightly through life and resist the tyranny of burdensome or unneeded things | |
Lesson 12 | Be a pilgrim and not a tourist in life and don't confuse heroism with fame or celebrity | |
Lesson 13 | God has a job for all of us to do. Open up the envelope of your soul and try to discern the Creator's orders inside | |
Lesson 14 | Follow the Golden Rule rather than the world's silver, iron, bronze, and copper rules | |
Lesson 15 | Bear all or most of the criticism and share all of the credit | |
Lesson 16 | Be real. Try to do what you say, say what you mean, and be what you seem | |
Lesson 17 | Avoid high-maintenance, low-impact people and life in the fast lane | |
Lesson 18 | God did not create two classes of children or human beings--only one | |
Lesson 19 | Don't ever give up on life. It is God's gift. When trouble comes, hang in | |
Lesson 20 | Strive hard to be a good parent | |
Lesson 21 | Be a good ancestor. Stand for something bigger than yourself. Add value to the Earth during your sojourn | |
Lesson 22 | Don't let anything or anybody get between you and your education | |
Lesson 23 | Never judge the contents of a box by its wrappings | |
Lesson 24 | Take responsibility for your behavior. Don't make excuses, blame, or point fingers at others or hide behind "everybody's doing it." | |
Lesson 25 | Possessions and power don't make the man or woman: principles, character, and love do | |
A Glossary of Mentors and Significant Others | 169 | |
Works Cited | 177 |
What People are Saying About This
All who love children are served generously and intelligently by the ideas, commitments, and passion of Marian Wright Edelman. Her arms are open to the children and adults of the world and we all are stronger and more safe because of her. —Maya Angelou
"From the earliest years of the campaign for civil rights to the most recent struggles on behalf of children of all races, this memoir summons up the sense of deep and personal discipleship that each and every one of us depends upon to keep alive a flame of hope. Lanterns is a radiant and transcendent book, filled with moral lessons from the youth of a courageous woman to the hearts of those who follow in her footsteps: a gift of love from one heroic generation to the next." —Jonathan Kozol
"I am pleased to have been selected by Marian Wright Edelman, who has championed the rights for thousands of children in this century, as one of her mentors." —Mrs. Rosa L. Parks
"This memoir, lucidly and poignantly told, offers a compelling moral history of our country-an account of how brave and honorable individuals helped us make changes both necessary and important to accomplish." —Robert Coles
[Marian Wright Edelman's] arms are open to the children and adults of the world and we all are stronger and more safe because of her. Maya Angelou
From the earliest years of the campaign for Civil Rights to the most recent struggles on behalf of children of all races, this memoir sums up the sense of deep and personal discipleship that each and every one of us depends upon to keep alive a flame of hope. Lanterns is a radiant and transcendent book, filled with moral lessons from the youth of a courageous woman to the heart of those who follow in her footsteps: a gift of love from one heroic generation to the next.