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Why I March With My Children

Bringing my 13- and 15-year-olds to a Birmingham march was absolutely the right thing to do

A young Black girl sits on the ground with a bright blue sign that says “Black Kids Matter.”
Demonstrators gather at the Navy Memorial to support Black Lives Matter during the Black Mamas March a protest against police brutality and racial inequality in the aftermath of the death of George Floyd on June 27, 2020 in Washington, DC. Photo: Michael A. McCoy/Getty Images

With masks covering our faces, my daughters and I marched for justice in downtown Birmingham.

On Juneteenth.

During a pandemic.

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Monique Fields

Monique Fields

Monique Fields is an award-winning writer based in Alabama. She is the author of Honeysmoke: A Story of Finding Your Color.

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