Prior to the desegregation of the Alabama school system, this building was a school for African-American children. Students from multiple counties would travel to this school, since there only a few available in North Alabama.
Researching the history of this school and the building was not easy. There is very little information about it on the internet and most of what I learned came from the local people.
The building is now being used as a storage facility and is not being maintained well.
That seems like such a waste to me. Here we have a building with great historical significance, just wasting away in obscurity.
If I could purchase the property, I would turn it into a civil rights museum. That seems to be a better way of honoring the history of this site.
I throughly enjoyed my visit to the Weeden House Museum. There are a lot of interesting things to see and the tour guide did a fabulous job.
The Weeden House was built in 1819, by H.C. Bradford. The intricate woodwork and the federal architectural style is stunning. The Weeden family owned the home from 1845 to 1956.
Maria Howard Weeden (1846-1905) lived in this house her entire life. She was a poet and an artist. Maira was particularly interested in the lives of the black people she encountered on a regular basis. She was bothered by the way they were treated and wanted to give them a voice in the world.
Maria Howard Weeden painted realistic portraits of the black people, instead of the cartoonish images that were popular during the Reconstruction period.
Maria also spent hours talking to the black people she painted, so she could learn their life stories.
Maria used poetry to expose the horrible circumstances of their lives. The rhythm and cadence reflected the positive personalities of the people, in spite of their lifelong suffering.
Maria Howard Weeden was truly a woman ahead of her time.
I try to be objective when considering new information. I try to place myself in someone else’s shoes when considering their behavior and the alternatives they may have had available to them.
However, I still do not believe true objectivity is possible. There will always be a part of my history that will influence my discussion making process.
What do you think? Is true objectivity possible?
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
The king’s horses and the king’s men tried to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.
However, poor Humpty Dumpty cracked his shell.
Humpty Dumpty was taken to the hospital for a medical evaluation and an insurance consultation.
A surgery was required to save Humpty Dumpty’s life. However, with the insurance agent there was much strife.
The insurance company refused to pay, because the accident happened on a rainy day.
The surgery was performed and the doctor saved Humpty Dumpty’s life. Then the doctor gave a bill to Humpty Dumpty’s wife.
The surgery cost was more than Humpty Dumpty could ever pay, even if he worked all night and day.
Humpty Dumpty called a lawyer in town. He filed for bankruptcy, but refused to frown.
Humpty Dumpty’s credit score was shot, but at least he didn’t die. He said, “I’ll become a politician and fight for better insurance regulations,” then let out a sigh.
Humpty Dumpty is now a leader in the Egg Head party, fighting for insurance parity and equality.
The Civil Rights Institute in Birmingham, Alabama, is an amazing museum and educational center. As you view the exhibits, you can hear the personal stories of numerous people involved in the civil rights movement.
I was walking through the museum, and I was struck by the courage and solidarity of those fighting for equality. I was also struck by the ignorance and hatred of those fighting against equality.
If we are wrong, the Supreme Court is wrong.
If we are wrong, the Constitution of the United States is wrong.
If we are wrong, God Almighty is wrong.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.