The 20

So last Saturday we learned all about Andrew Jackson at the Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson musical.  And now, mere days later, Andrew Jackson is getting the boot off the 20 and guess who's getting popped on? Harriet Tubman, one of my heroes. Farewell, Andrew Jackson.  You weren't a great guy and it's time to head back to the Hermitage and leave the 20 to someone who stands for justice and incredible bravery. HARRIET!

Maybe I'll bring this Harriet Tubman poem with me to POEM IN YOUR POCKET DAY tomorrow.  We're going to be popping poems all day long.

Harriet Tubman

Harriet Tubman didn't take no stuff
Wasn't scared of nothing neither
Didn't come in this world to be no slave
And wasn't going to stay one either

"Farewell!" she sang to her friends one night
She was mighty sad to leave 'em
But she ran away that dark, hot night
Ran looking for her freedom
She ran to the woods and she ran through the woods
With the slave catchers right behind her
And she kept on going till she got to the North
Where those mean men couldn't find her

Nineteen times she went back South
To get three hundred others
She ran for her freedom nineteen times
To save Black sisters and brothers
Harriet Tubman didn't take no stuff
Wasn't scared of nothing neither
Didn't come in this world to be no slave
And didn't stay one either

     And didn't stay one either

I might pick this one though:

Went to the corner

Walked in the store

Bought me some candy

Ain’t got it no more
Ain’t got it no more

Went to the beach

Played on the shore

Built me a sand house

Ain’t got it no more
Ain’t got it no more

Went to the kitchen

Lay down on the floor

Made me a poem

Still got it
Still got it


Both are by Eloise Greenfield.  So that means it's probably going to be a Greenfield kind of day.