Some Choice

Vegetable pickers loading onto a truck.

Vegetable pickers loading onto a truck, circa 1939.

We have no choice of what color we’re born or who our parents are or whether we’re rich or poor. What we do have is some choice over what we make of our lives once we’re here. – Mildred Taylor

A newly arrived immigrant family on Ellis Island, gazing across the bay at the Statue of Liberty.

A newly arrived family on Ellis Island, gazing across the bay at the Statue of Liberty.

So many have come before us — pockets filled with little more than a dream. Armed with great ideas and instilled with the desire to achieve, they worked. Many toiled through days of limitation with few good choices. Regardless of the circumstances that stymied their efforts or capped their achievements they continued on — believing and hoping — heads bowed, prayers floating heavenward. We embody those hopes and dreams. We are the answer to those prayers.

I will live life courageously and encourage others to do the same. I will not put limitations on myself or others because of their color or social standing. This is my choice. What’s yours?

Photo 1: Farm Security Administration

Photo 2: National Park Service