Women’s March

This past Saturday, I joined millions of women around the world in a march to show that we won’t stand for unfair, unjust, and unequal legislation. I took to the streets of our nation’s capital with my mom, aunt, and grandmother in protest of our new leaders, and in support of women and minorities everywhere.

I guess I forgot to write about the march with school, basketball, and everything else going on in my little corner of the world.

But it was amazing. There were hundreds of thousands of people, all together fighting for one cause. There were inspirational, beautiful, and hilarious signs and posters at every turn. There was a pink hat on every other head. We listened to speeches, soaked in the atmosphere, and chatted with our fellow feminists. We were interviewed for a newspaper and videoed for a film project. We walked side by side with every woman and man who decided to march against the evil.

The Women’s March on Washington was my first ever march or protest. And over these next four years, I assure you it will not be my last.