The power of speech

-----The impressions after reading I Have a Dream

Do you believe the power of speech? Recently, I read a famous speech, and I was moved deeply. Now, I share my feeling with you.

When Martin Luther King wrote his 'I Have a Dream 'speech, it was with the impression that there was something American that belonged to the Negro.

Something that had been denied him. A discrepancy King addressed as a 'shameful condition'. Today, I am writing to dramatize an equally shameful

condition. That of ignorance and complacency. There is little question that in Dr Martin Luther King's 'I have a Dream' speech his intent and goal was equal

treatment for blacks under the law. Dr King was influenced by the segregation of a period known as the Jim Crow South and considered the Negro 'an exile

in his own land', despite ancestral slave history. I make this distinction to address the ignorance I mentioned, but not to the detriment of Dr. King's legacy.

When the European Settlers first arrived on the shores of the Americas, these lands belonged to a people depicted by them as barbarian and warlike

'savages', a tribal people called 'Indians' because the Americas were referred to as the 'West Indies'. When the white man arrived in Indian Territory, there

was no way the natives could have been prepared for what would befall them. It was not until the Colonists began to expand westward did the Natives find

reason to be hostile. What was

once ignored, and since 'forgotten', is that the European 'settlers' were invaders from the perspective of Native Americans. Invaders now depicted as a

benevolent and cultured race. 'The leaders of the free world'. I totally agree with his opinions and I hope his dream will come true.

A Service of Love.It's one of O.Henry's masterpieces and yesterday I came across it. I appreciate the top sentence said that "When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard." As we know, art is the certain thing for which we can devote ourselves or even our life to. Nevertheless love is more precious. Love is our basic demand for living; love is the chicken soup for our souls; love is endless, love is eternal, love is everlasting. In one word, when one loves another, no service seems too hard, including giving up our ideals.  In the story, Joe Larrabee and Delia, the two main characters, are newlyweds and they first met each other in an atelier. Joe was a genius for pictorial art while Delia was crazy for music. Both of them were gifted with art. But after their marriage, they found that life was not as easy as they have thought before. Life would not be perfect when it just maintained the basic living demand. They need a large number of money to pay for Joe's professor and it was really a problem.  At last, it was O.Henry's typical ending. These two both told lies in order to let the other go on with his/her study. Delia told Joe she had got a pupil to teach her music and Joe tole Delia he sketches in the

park and sold them out. They both throught that although they had droped out of study, but they were sitll with their ideals, music and painting. I was totally moved by their love. The same as another O.Henry's famous short story, called "The Gift of MAGI", a air of warmness hugged me. Lovers were genuine and they all cherished their counterparts and regarded them as the most valuable treasure. Money is imortant. However it is not everything in out precious lives. There are many things more valuble than it. 

(What's followed is just the short story of O.Henry. I wish you could enjoy it.)