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I Have a Dream, Too

As we celebrate the life and legacy of Rev. Martin Luther King today, let's not forget about our own dreams.

I have a dream...

That one day, men will realize that marriage isn't a life sentence to misery and boredom. It's the basis for economic success and stability.

I have a dream...

That women realize that we're not in competition with each other. If we work together, we can change our world.

I have a dream...

That both men and women will come together to educate the children. If we teach them to love and respect themselves and each other, maybe they'll be too busy to engage in the foolishness that makes their lives miserable later.

I have a dream...

That one day, we won't see one body type, or facial type, or ethnicity as beautiful. Instead, everyone's beauty will be celebrated for its uniqueness.

I have a dream...

That we'll learn to celebrate the diversity in humanity. And we'll learn that we can love each other in spite of our differences.

I have a dream...

That people will finally understand that they can be great without making someone else feel bad.

Happy Martin Luther King Day!

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