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“I am a man.” - On February 12, 1968, Memphis sanitation workers, the majority of whom were Black, went on strike demanding recognition for their union, better wages, and safer working conditions after two trash handlers were killed by a malfunctioning garbage truck. The strike gained national attention and dragged on into March. Striking workers carried copies of a poster declaring “I AM A MAN,” a statement that recalled a question abolitionists posed more than 100 years earlier, “Am I not a man and a brother?”


From this Point - by Dogman707

Back before Google maps, the distance from Memphis to any other city in the United States or the World was measured from this point. It is located at Front Street and Madison. It is located below the flag in front of the United States Customs-Court House- Post Office. This building now the home for the University of Memphis School of Law. Most large cities in the U.S has a marker like this located in their city. 

Tonight was my school’s fourth graduation. This group of seniors were in 7th grade when I started working at there, and I taught them in 8th, 9th, and 10th grade, and then I had some of them in my AP class this year.

It’s weird, really, to watch these kids grow up from a distance. I think about the 7th graders who like to sit in the library in the morning and are all over the place and I can’t even imagine them being old enough to walk across the stage.

But that’s where these students were just six years ago. I remember them being tiny and nervous and totally unsure of themselves and I’m astounded at how far they’ve come. 

I remember when A. started growing and didn’t stop until he reached 6′ 8″. He’s headed to West Point in the fall, although I’m not sure how well that’ll fit his laid-back personality. 

I remember when T. was new in 8th grade, quiet and shy and so, so sweet. She became my NHS president and one of the best people I’ve ever met. She’s headed to University of Memphis, after a semester abroad volunteering in Thailand and Cambodia.

I remember when B. started growing and stopped about half a foot shy of 6′, then inspired that research paper post that still goes around sometimes. He’s headed to St. Edward’s, which he picked because Austin seemed like a cool, liberal city.

I remember when A. spoke so infrequently that I wasn’t even sure I knew the sound of her voice. She found her group and became one of the most insightful voices in my class. She’ll start Vanderbilt in January, assuming the rest of her chemo goes well.

I remember when O. used jokes to compensate for his difficulty with English, left our school for a public school, and then came back within two weeks and spent the next three years telling everyone how lucky they were to be at our school while also skating dangerously close to the minimum GPA. He squeaked by with a 2.55 and got into Memphis, but he’s not going to college right away - he’s got an opportunity to play soccer for a team in Miami.

I remember when D. drove me absolutely crazy in 8th grade because she could not keep any of her things (or limbs) contained at her desk, then became an organized, responsible student by the end of 10th grade. I think she’s going to Christian Brothers University.

I remember when J. was a total class clown in middle school, and then turned inward and became unbearably quiet in high school. I was so worried about him, but we got him some help and he’s here. He’s alive, and he’s going to the University of Memphis in the fall.

I remember these moments and so, so many more. It’s helpful for me to remember as my current students make me want to tear my hair out that good things come from the work we do. There are difficult things and frustrating things and scary things for us and them all along the way, but there’s also so much good.

An Open Letter to All Delta Gamma Sisters:

I love you, not for anything you have done but because of who you are.  Everything about you is special to me.  I appreciate the qualities, opinions, and beliefs that make you, you.  I am thankful for your life and everything you have brought into mine.  I want to thank you for being there whenever I needed you and staying away when I needed that too.  I want to thank you for inspiring me to live, to fight for everything good I want in my life.  Thank you for holding my hand and keeping my head held high when I did not have the strength to do it myself.  Before I met you, I was so afraid of being left alone if someone saw the real me, and I do not have to fear that anymore.  Thank you for letting me be who I am.  Nothing about me could make you look at me as anything other than a sister that you love.  Thank you for sharing in the love of Delta Gamma with me, for believing in who we are and what we do.  This is a life that I could not have even imagined if it was not for the special bond of Delta Gamma.  It makes me immeasurably happy to see the same love for Delta Gamma in your eyes that you see in mine.  I thank you for being a great woman; strong, confident, brave, loyal, truthful, intelligent, driven, adventurous, and a woman who knows the importance of finding worth in herself alone.  Thank you for pushing me to be that woman.

So here is a renewal of my promise to you, based on the strength of love in our bond as friends and sisters.  I love you and I will until the day I die. (and maybe after that, who knows) The day I became a Delta Gamma, I became, most importantly, your champion.  I believe in you.  Nothing you can do or say could make me love you any less.  I promise to support you and push you.  I promise to always help you grow.  I promise to apologize or forgive you when we fight. (We all fight. We’re sisters after all)  I promise that no matter where we go in life that you will always be important to me.  Our Delta Gamma bond will go past homecoming games, Greek Sings, chapter meetings, and Anchorsplash.  It will go on for as long as we remember why we became sisters in the first place. So, Thank you for the hope and the strength, and Thank you for the rest of my life.

-Natisha Shannon

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