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“Some protesters were injured and they were driven to the 

hospital.”

These were the words broadcasted over the radio on April 17, 

1960. Ben Springfield had just arrived home from his high 

school soccer practice and he was not surprised or shocked to 

hear those words. He lived in an age when Washington D.C 

was impacted by racism deeply and when protesting was a job 

or a hobby. He wanted to change this, but he knew he was 

weak and he could not restore the faith in humanity.

    “RING!” The school bell just rang. Ben was unwilling to go 

home. His legs were dragging him. He did not want to leave 

school because his teacher was the only one who supported 

his reasoning and ideas. He walked home solemnly.              

All of a sudden, two teenagers drove by him yelling in a 

lambasting manner: 

“Get out of here ben!”

Ben felt disheartened and dismayed. He immediately ran home 

and started weeping on his bed quietly. He cried himself to 

sleep.

    When he woke up, it was already 4:50 PM. 

He turned on his radio and the first thing he 

heard was, “The police were unable to control 

the massive protest at the Jefferson 

memorial.” These words provided Ben with an 

idea. He would go door by door and explain 

why racism was wrong and what he was going 

through. He hoped that these explanations 

would change the people for the betterment of 

society. 

Ben woke up to the pleasant and welcoming sound of the morning birds chirping. But, he 

knew that the world wasn’t so nice and sweet as the birds. Then Ben’s eyes opened wide when he 

realized that he had work to do. He quickly changed and went out the door to his own 

neighbors.

His neighbors reacted harshly when they saw Ben on their front porch. But after Ben managed to 

calm his neighbors down, he began to speak.

“We all know that people treat others miserably just 

because of skin color. I want to change this so that we 

can become a more friendly and kind-hearted 

community. I have been bullied all my life because I’m 

not white. Some kids even don’t let me play with them 

because I’m black. It is a hardship that is tremendously 

hard to endure. Many kids commit suicide and basically 

give up on life because of being mistreated by race or in 

any manner. So now you see how racism ruins 

humanity, I want you to avoid being racist and to spread 

the word. Thank you. Thank you for your time.” 

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