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Walk Out

Due to the results of the election, many kids at my school held a protest. We walked out during brunch and marched through our city chanting: black lives matter, love trumps hate, not my president, our bodies our choice, and other wonderful phrases. Politics can be such a sensitive topic, and I don't usually tread on it lightly, rather say what I feel and try my best to listen to others. Listening is SO SO SO important, but it can be hard for me. The next post will be about how to have a political discussion. For now, enjoy these pictures! It is my understanding that to put yourself out there in such a public way, such as participating in a protest, I do not need to ask for permission, but if that is not the case, please contact me.
There were about 200 people at our protest. We walked around our city and went to city hall. Anyone could speak about how they felt. It was truly beautiful. I was given a sign by a friend. 

People made signs and brought them to school. Social media helped spread the word. I love this picture so so much.


We gathered around our movie theater to make our voices heard. We were very lucky to have the support of our administration as well as police escorts. 


Many different people came, but we all had one goal, to show our unity in a time of hate.

Following the walk out we had a sit in in the lunch area, and talked about peaceful protests. We talked about how the phrase f#$k trump is not effective.

Thank you so much lovely humans!




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