A Rally!


Last week Mom took me to my first political rally. She said we were going to see a great man, Barack Obama, speak! But first we had to wait in a really, really long line at Lunken Airport for a bus to take us to Ault Park.


While in line Mom bought me a button for my front pack!


After almost three hours of waiting, we finally got on a school bus and I took my first bus ride. It was pretty bumpy.




By the time we got to Ault Park, Barack Obama was already speaking. We could hear him, but we couldn’t see him. There were so many people! So Mom found a shady spot, got out her nursing cover and nursed me while Obama talked. (By this time I was really hungry.) At first she was a little nervous about this but then remembered where she was—and noticed several other women proudly nursing their babies, sans cover.


I wore my “peace” onesie.


After Barack Obama finished talking we got back in line to wait for the buses again. Mom was really worried about the sun. She made me wear my bonnet and she kept putting sunscreen on me.


We had to wait for the buses for a long, long time again, and eventually I fell asleep. But despite the sun and the noise and the hours of waiting, Mom said I did really well. Still, I think she was happy to finally get home.

“Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a certain poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself. Because it’s only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you realize your true potential.” —Barack Obama