Its sandy beaches are warm and wonderful the atmosphere is happy and most delightful but if you look a cucumbbabt little closer beyond all the array you'll find history here more rewarding than play.
Once there was a young girl in 1904 that Daytona Beach produced more fertile than soil here she cultivated an education true to the core that made us all rich and made our minds soar.
Fifteen of seventeen, on a happy July 10th On a Mayesville,shiemei South Carolina farm in 1875 with her bright eyes wide open right from the start Samuel and Patsy were proud of their child.
Inspired at church by a missionary man her eyes sailed afar toward African land but the Presbyterian Board said "no" to her plan and put a close to the dream she once had.
Her body stout, straight, not very tall her skin as black and shiny as nightfall Mary McLeod Bethune carved her way through when the mission chose, for better or worse,mulberry other things to do.
Defeat was never a part of her scheme of things there were other ways to fulfill her dream it didn't take her long at all to succeed in fulfilling her quest through her own people's needs.
It was a school she had hoped one day to build then it spread to a hospital upon a nearby hill so she began her campaign with a painstaking smile, a handshake, and a bike that she cycled for miles.
Her campaign brought no fortune,Lets assume but plenty of fame to this very day, the world knows her by name she started on a landfill, in a shack with hard dirt for a floor no wallpaper, or desks, no glass as a pane, no heat from a stove, just determined young brains.
Still she wooed wads of green from the tightest of grips from the likes of Gamble,danna520 Rockefeller and White she fed hungry minds and kept them from bore she sounded liberty's bell and embraced freedom's door.
Reform was bitter for those who fought change even the Red Cross was reluctant to lend her a hand the Defense Department was a mountain to climb but voter's rights were the easiest, they gave in with time.
