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FREEDOM WRITERS --- Writing in Education

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FREEDOM WRITERS <ul><li>a pun on the term 'Freedom Riders', the title given to the mostly African American and white college students, who in 1961 rode interstate buses into the segregated southern United States to test newly formed civil rights laws. These new laws outlawed racial segregation in interstate transportation facilities, including bus stations and railroad terminals. </li></ul>

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SYNOPSIS

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FREEDOM WRITERS DIARY <ul><li>When the kids speak their minds, via journals that became the real-life Freedom Writers Diary, the monologues ring true with detail, full of hatred and sadness. </li></ul>

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In The Freedom Writers Diary, Gruwell interspersed her narrative text throughout a collection of actual entries from her students’ own diaries, with powerful results.

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Reportedly, many of the students’ journal entries are powerful enough to leave a lasting impression on any person.

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QUOTES <ul><li>You are the heroes. You are heroes everyday. </li></ul><ul><li>Even an ordinary secretary or a housewife or a teenager can, within their own small ways, turn on a small light in a dark room. </li></ul>

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<ul><li>Justice doesn't mean the bad guy goes to jail, it just means that someone pays for the crime. </li></ul><ul><li>If you look in my eyes, you'll see a lonely girl. If you like at my smile, you'll see nothing wrong. If you pull up my shirt, you'll see the bruises. What did I do to make him so mad? </li></ul>

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FREEDOM WRITERS DIARY <ul><li>I sat there until the police came. But when they come, all they see is a dead body, a gun, and a nigger. They took me to juvenile hall. First night was the scariest. Inmates banging on the walls, throwing up gang signs, yelling out who they were and where they from. I cried my first night. I never let anybody know that. I spent the next few years in and out of cells. Every day I worry, when will I be free? </li></ul><ul><li>My brother taught me what the life is for a young black man. Pimp, deal, whatever. Learn what colors to wear. Gang banners. You can sell to one corner, but you can't sell another. Learn to be quiet. The wrong word can get you popped. </li></ul>

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<ul><li>At sixteen, I've seen more bodies than a mortician. Every time I step out my door I face the risk of being shot. To the rest of the world it's just another dead body on a street corner. They don't know that he was my friend. </li></ul><ul><li>I don't even know how this war started. It's just two sides that tripped each other way back. Who cares about the history behind it? I am my father's daughter, and when they call me to testify, I will protect my own, no matter what. </li></ul>