vevin

homework

as for others,it is necessary work,professor smith had said,somebody has to teach the children,Mr Spiral had said,these farmers depend on me,Captial Languill had said,their purposes and jobs seemed completely horonable to me.They did not feel they were better than anyone else,they were not working just to make a lot of money.

I read the papers everyday,the frontpages were full of greedy ,self-important,hostile people,the backroads were another country.

In Apirl of that year 1968,civil rights leader Martin Luther King was murdered,in June,Robert Kennedy was murdered as he compaigned for president,severval american cities explored in riots and flames ,I felt so sad for the two dead men and for the country they had done so much to change for the better,I might (have) thought the country was going insane if I had not been on-the-road,I had an idea/eyes and ears,I can't/kept meeting people who make/made me fell/feel sure about the future.

In July,I met Pet Baker,a young quite woman in Reno, Nevada,the night Martin Luther King was killed,Pet Baker sat up late ,I have to do something about this,she thought.On her way to work,she had often passed a big empty space in a black community,she wondered why the city has not made the park in the empty space,now she went to see the man who represented her community on the city console/council.

he told her there was no money to build a park,they/he explained how difficult it would (be) to raise the money
.Pet Baker decided she could not wait,she went to talk with people in the black community,she went to gold/garden suppler/supply companies and cement companies and builders and the heads of locate units,soon,her idea became everybody's idea.

At 7:30 one friday morning,a crowd began to gather (at) the empty space in Reno,Nevada