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The statue of Freedom has crowned the dome of our nation’s capitol since 1863.
Originally named "Freedom Triumphant in War and Peace", it was designed by Thomas
Crawford and depicts a female figure in bronze wearing a military helmet. She holds a sheathed
sword in her right hand and a laurel wreath and shield in her left. Her sword is sheathed,
Freedom is something that America fought for, and even after 1776, freedom meant free
for only white, land owning, men. Freedom is something that was earned through wars, blood,
tears and pain; and freedom is kept through education, motivation, and determination. Every
even year on the second Tuesday of November, Americans are exercising their freedom by
Election process is determined by each state, all elections in that state are conducted the
same way, only the ballot changes; but it is not the process and the way in which votes are
counted that gives Americans pride. It is the fact that they have the freedom and the right to
make decisions that create significant change for the country as a whole.
The fight for the right to vote has not been an easy one, and events throughout history
On Sunday, March 7th, 1965, on the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama, 600 protesters
marched peacefully and were met with clubs, whips, rubber tubing wrapped in barbed wire, and
tear gas. They did not fight back, because they had vowed to stand their ground, and suffer the
blows for their right as an American. That day became known as “Bloody Sunday,” and the
On November 10, 1917, in Washington DC, outside the White House, 33 women
picketing for the right to vote were assaulted and imprisoned. In prison they were abused, forced
to live in unhygienic cells, fed infested food and denied medical treatment that was desperately
needed after their assault. Through all of this horror, they did not stop protesting; iron cells did
not weaken their resolve. The night of November 10, 1917 became known as the “Night of
Terror,” and the pain endured was for the right to vote.
These rights were gained as a direct result of oppressed groups protesting the status quo
to draw attention to their grievances; but it took an amendment to the constitution or an act of
congress to make it the law of the land. This means that it is crucial to elect people to congress
and the White House who agree that these rights need protection.
It appears to me that voting over the years has become less of a celebration of freedom or
a remembrance of strength. The privilege we have to make a difference with the vote seems to
have been forgotten. The wounds, the battle scars, the passionate speeches, the tears, the joys,
and the powerful feeling of handing in a ballot must be remembered; because voting does have
an impact. It unifies people, and it gives a sense of pride to live in America. Every even year on
the second Tuesday of November, there is no race, gender, sexual orientation, or religion. All
I remember the first time my mother brought me to the polls with her. It was during the
2008 presidential election. I was 6 years old and was not sure why my mother felt it was
important I be present for whatever was happening. When we arrived to the polling location she
lifted up a piece of paper, looked at me, and said “this is a ballot. Inside it says who I want as
president. When you’re an adult, you will get one just like mine.” She walked up, handed in her
ballot, received her “I voted” sticker, and walked out with a look of pride on her face. I now
understand why she had that look. She felt pride in her country, for the system that lets her voice
be heard in the election, and she felt pride knowing that she was raising a child who would grow
up to be aware of the power and the rights that she holds. I have hope for the future because I
know that my two younger sisters will grow up knowing that they, too, have a voice.
My vote matters because battles were fought with both cannons and speech for my right
to say who I want as a leader. My vote matters because it has the potential to create change,
A ballot may look like nothing more than a piece of paper, insignificant to the eye,
disposable, and unnecessary; but in that ballot lies a story of resilience, courage, and