This is how Marguerite finally gets a job on the streetcars:
Marguerite does <u>not accept rejection.</u> She insists and persists. At first, the streetcar company tells her to go away because of her skin color. However, she keeps on coming back until they finally allow her to fill in an application.
After taking some tests, she finally becomes the<u> first black streetcar conductor in San Francisco</u>.
- This question is about <u>Marguerite Ann Johnson</u>, also (and better) known as Maya Angelou.
- Maya was determined to get a job as a streetcar conductor in San Francisco.
- Her mother told her the company would never hire Maya because of her skin color.
- At first, it seemed that her mother was right. Maya was indeed rejected for being black.
- However, she insisted and persisted. She kept on coming back to the company.
- They finally gave her a chance and, after passing the tests, Maya became the <u>first black streetcar conductor in San Francisco.</u>
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Answer:
It was raining hard that night. In my hurry to get into the house, I didn't notice the black car parked across the road. I realized something was wrong when I could see someone hovering around the car. I wasn't sure if it was safe to go to the car to investigate but my instincts dragged me from the gate of my building to across the road and next to the car. What happened in that half an hour is what I call my most unforgettable memory.
I could see a man pacing up and down, drenched and injured. At first when I saw him, he looked inebriated as he was losing his balance now and then. But as I went near him, I was sure it was the injury and not any substance that was causing him to tip.
I asked him. He seemed to be in a state of shock. I tried calling out to him but he continued going round and round his car. I was not comfortable reaching out to him physically and I thought he might attack me in his condition. But there was no one I could call as my phone had switched off after getting wet in the rain. Also, if I went home, which was just across the street, my over-protective mother would panic and wouldn't let me help him. So there I was, feeling helpless and angry, because I decided to help someone without knowing what to do.
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