This biography of Rosa Parks was, unfortunately, not a particularly emotive or inspiring read. Maybe I read it too slowly, or maybe my interest in the subject matter has been exhausted by too much academic studying of black civil rights.
However, it was written well enough and certainly told me more about Rosa Parks herself than said academic study. While I could have guessed, I did not know that she was active in civil rights and the NAACP long before and after her refusal to give her bus seat to a white man. It was also interesting to read that she was more militant than Martin Luther King, Jr, as she believed that force should be used if necessary for the black community to have their demands fulfilled. So far as the majority of my generation is concerned, Rosa Parks was merely a tired seamstress who shone long enough in Montgomery, Alabama, to start the civil rights movement, then faded again into obscurity. It was nice, if unexciting, to be told otherwise.
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