There seems to be a bit of confusion on expectations with your posts. Think DEEP. Think ESSAY. Think…”writing my seven year old sister probably shouldn’t be able to understand because of the maturity of syntax & vocabulary.” Here is what I am expecting:
King acts because he sees no other option. He doesn’t want to wait; the word “wait” has become a four-letter word in King’s vocabulary, ringing in “the ear of every Negro with piercing familiarity” (283). I think about my own classroom, when a student who has a tendency to find any way out of class asks to go to the nurse and I say, “Wait about five minutes.” Do I really mean wait? No. I say that, secretly hoping this kid will conveniently forget about his headache, sore throat, skinned knee or tummy ache. My “wait” is just a rosy colored “no.” King mentions this frustrating epidemic. Africa and Asia are moving at a quicker pace than America and people who are supposedly his supporters are telling him to wait? No wonder he’s frustrated.
Can we blame him? Do we even know what it is like to be considered inferior? Can we even read this with a semblance of understanding? I don’t think so. I’ve never had to “concoct an answer for a five-year old son asking in agonizing pathos” why whites treat black people so poorly (283). Even though I have taken cross-country road trips and slept in a minutely small space with my sister’s legs digging into the small of my back, it’s not because “no motel will accept” my family due to the color of our skin. I’ve never experienced the generalization of me as a person; being called a derogatory name based on who I am hasn’t happened to me. I may feel like a nobody from time to time, but it’s not because of society’s insistence that I have no rights, that I sit in the back, that I walk on a different sidewalk, that I live in a specific neighborhood, that my kids can’t play with yours, that I can’t land a decent job, that I simply live life as an invisible. However, I feel as though this is what makes King’s response so effective. We don’t know what it’s like. But, through his pathos, he makes it clear.
This is why, no matter how many times I read this letter, I react the same way. I still tear up when he speaks of his kids and the injustice they are experiencing. I still feel indignant when he mentions the police officers spraying the men and women and children with the hose that can tear bark off a tree. I can’t help but react in such a way that requires me to digest his words and see his arguments playing themselves out in my own life.
This isn’t everything – I didn’t want to give you guy too many ideas because I truly want this assignment to be from you – not me. So. Reread the above excerpt. What would happen if the writer added a personal anecdote? Perhaps a connection to literature? A solid conclusion?
Exactly. This person would have a solid blog post which would spark discussion amongst classmates. Which, ultimately, is what we are aiming for. Revisit your post. Are you thinking with depth or simply answering the question in order to finish the assignment?
Oh. Another thing. What I have right here…the amount of words and length of post? This is the length I am expecting – 500 to 750 words.
Okay. Get revising. Email me your changes and we will go from there. 
