Despite the UNC administration’s urges to avoid the protests in McCorkle Place, I've attended nearly every Silent Sam demonstration this year. I have not gone to advocate for one side or the other but to wrap my mind around the historical events that are taking place on our campus.
I have been replaying the rallies over and over again in my head. There is one woman that I cannot forget.
Her name is Alex, and she was full of joy.
It took me aback at first — to see someone smiling at the rally. But, I was even more surprised to see her handing out cookies. I thought that she may have been lost.
The tension in the air was suffocating, but it did not seem to have an effect on this woman. She walked up to people with purpose, disarming them with her gentle and kind demeanor.
Back and forth she went between groups proudly holding Confederate flags and groups gripping “Tear it Down” posters.
I lost her in the crowd and shifted my focus to interviewing protesters. I tried to see the issue from every point of view, listening to the different arguments. Surely someone had to have a solution.
But I could not come up with an answer. I walked around the grassy area and came across a poster that someone had left on the ground.
“What Would the Prince of Peace Have Us Do?”