This book is a reminder that no matter what trial you face keep your head up and keep going. One small child's courage shaped history for years to come.During a time of separation of colors this small child courageously blurred the lines of the color barrier between black and white.

Thank you Ms. Ruby Bridges!

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There once was a girl...

Born on a farm in Tylertown, Mississippi , September 8, 1954. She was born to a family of Sharecroppers, her father's name was Abon and her mother's name was Lucille. Born at a time where segregation was alive and well. She was a favorite to her grandparents and a happy child.

She was special...

There once was a girl ...

She moved to New Orleans in 1958, she was 4 years old. From a farm to a big city, her parents had hopes of a better life. She lived in a segregated neighborhood, and loved to play outside. The little girl attended an all black school for kindergarten. The Supreme Court called for full school integration. Brown V. Board of Education in 1954 called for the end of segregation in schools. The south was resistant to integration, but that was about to change.

She was Happy...

There once was a girl...

She passed a test that was designed for the little colored children to fail. The school board wanted the children to fail so that they could stop the integration from happening. The NAACP informed her mother that she had passed the test, and would be integrated into the all white school for first grade. On November 14, 1960 she attended William Frantz an all white school for the first time.

She was brave...

There once was a girl...

She held her head high walking into the new school for the first time. The only child of color, with her mother and the U.S. Marshall's by her side. The U.S. Marshall's had to escort her because of the potential threat. There were many angry mobs of White's who did not want to see the school integrated. Ignoring the racial slurs, and harsh threats, she walked with her head high. Through the first day she never got to sit in a classroom because they could not find a teacher that wanted to teach her, and they did not want her in a classroom with any of the white children. She still woke up ready for the next day.

She was Strong...

There once was a girl...

During her second day the little girl met her teacher, Mrs. Henry. The only teacher that was willing to teach her, and she was the only child in her class. The teacher was looked up to by the girl and very respected. The little girl felt safe with her teacher regardless of the threats that awaited her outside. On the third day of school the little girl had to go without her mom. This made the girl cry. The Marshall's continued to escort the little girl and she made sure not to show the crowd her fear or sadness.

She was courageous...