Rosa Parks, who has been called the Mother of the Civil Rights Movement, well remembers the first time she met Septima Clark.
was at a civil rights workshop in Tennessee in the summer of 1955.
African-Americans and sympathetic whites had begun to meet quietly,
secretly, throughout the South to plan their counterattacks against the
segregation system, and to train the new corps of volunteers for that
fight. These volunteers would come to be called civil rights workers.
Septima Clark, already a 30-year veteran of her people's struggle, was
one of the trainers.
"At that time I was very nervous, very
troubled in my mind about the events that were occurring in
Montgomery," Rosa Parks says. "But then I had the chance to work with
Septima. She was such a calm and dedicated person in the midst of all
that danger. I thought, 'If I could only catch some of her spirit.' I
wanted to have the courage to accomplish the kinds of things that she
had been doing for years." After the sessions with Clark, Parks
returned to Montgomery saying she had a firmness and self-confidence
she had not felt before. Three months later she refused to give up her
seat on a bus so that a white person could sit down, the act which
marks the beginning of the modern civil rights movement.
Poinsette Clark had that type of inspirational effect on most of those
whom she taught; many of Septima Clark's students had that type of
effect on the rest of the world.
She was born in Charleston,
South Carolina, in 1898, and until the end of her life you could tell
it from her accent; never loud...always patient and firm. Single
mother, public school teacher, quietly devout Christian, she began
organizing anti-racist activities in the Deep South in the 1920's. She
stuck through the Movement in its most difficult moments: dark nights
of fear on lonely back highways...the bombing and burning of churches
and meeting halls...the beatings and murders of friends and co-workers.
She volunteered to work in the most dangerous spots, surviving jail and
two heart attacks in the process. And she lived to witness the
Movement's greatest triumphs: the end of segregated public
facilities...the passage of the great civil rights legislation of the
1960's...the election of African-American public officials in the South
for the first time in a hundred years.
Shortly before she sent
Rosa Parks back to Montgomery and into the history books, Septima had
been fired from her job with the South Carolina public schools when she
refused to quit the local chapter of the NAACP. She had been an NAACP
member since 1919, almost from the date of its inception.
age of 58 and following 40 years as a public school teacher, the
thought of retirement simply never seems to have entered her mind. She
took a job as Director of Education at the Highlander Center in
Tennessee, which had long been active in the Southern struggles for
unionization and racial equality. The Center was often accused by
Southern segregationists of being run by Communists.
discounted the red-baiting, saying "that was the general feeling you
got in those days whenever the races mixed." Still, becoming a
full-time civil rights worker was an immense leap in the dark for her.
"For three long months I couldn't sleep," she recalled about the period
following her arrival at Highlander. "Then at the end of that time it
seemed to me as if my mind cleared up, and I decided then that I must
have been right."
the end of the Civil War, the states of the Old Confederacy had sunk in
their teeth and sucked at the life of their former slaves while the
nation turned its back and looked the other way. And when these
African-American citizens got tired of their condition and said they'd
had enough, the violence broke upon them like sheets of summer rain.
They lost their jobs. They were beaten. They were jailed. Their houses
were firebombed. They were dragged from their homes in the silent
screaming of the night by ghostly men in flowing robes and hung from
trees and burned, their body parts sliced off and passed around the
crowd to be put on mantelpieces in pickle jars as souvenirs. Violence,
and the threat of violence, had kept the Black South in check for a
hundred years. But by the end of the 1950's, in shanty-town villages
and cross-the-track communities throughout the South, intimidation was
no longer working. The spirit of Freedom was rising, and many were
An army of civil rights workers spread out across
South, sitting in at lunch counters, marching in the face of police
dogs and riot sticks, registering the disenfranchised. They were
volatile, volcanic meteors that streaked across the Southern skies and
changed a way of life forever. Some saw their contribution in
thundering, inspirational speeches...some were quiet pilgrims making
witness to their faiths in jail cells. Septima, the lifelong teacher,
figured she'd set up a few schools to show her people how to take
advantage of the new rights that were being opened up to them.
just tried to create a little chaos," Septima said, explaining her
role. "Chaos is a good thing. God created the whole world out of it.
Change is what comes of it."
area that needed changing most was the area of voting rights for
African-Americans in the South. Legally, Black Southerners had the
right to vote. However, most were kept from the polls by the various
state "literacy tests." Prospective voters were asked to read and then
"interpret" a section of the state or national constitutions. The
products of inferior, segregated school systems, many adult Blacks
could barely read or write their own names. Most did not even bother to
try to register.
First through the Highlander Center and later
through Martin Luther King's Southern Christian Leadership Conference,
Septima organized a series of citizenship schools across the South to
train local leaders in such skills as how to teach reading and writing
and how to pass the literacy tests. The results were revolutionary.
of the fellows we were teaching in Alabama went up to the bank in his
little home town to cash a check," Septima said. "The white man took
out his pen and said, 'I'll make the X.' And the Black fellow said,
'You don't have to make the X for me, because I can write my own name.'
The white guy says, 'My God, them niggers done learned to write!'
"At the time, people thought I had new-fangled ideas, but I guess those new-fangled ideas worked out, didn't they?"
so. The Citizenship School Movement trained more than 10,000 community
leaders from 1957 to 1970 through nearly 1,000 grassroots, independent
schools that operated at one time or another in every county in South
Carolina, nearly 90 counties in Georgia, and in all of the
heavily-Black areas of the rest of the Deep South. At one point in
1964, almost 200 schools operated simultaneously. Former Atlanta Mayor
Andrew Young, who served as Septima's supervisor at SCLC, said that the
Citizenship Schools were the "foundation" of the civil rights movement,
"as much responsible for transforming the South as anything anybody
It was a
transformation of fire and blood. Several of Septima's friends,
colleagues and students were beaten or murdered during the course of
the struggle. Police rode down on demonstrators with horses or attacked
them with dogs and fire hoses. In the most dangerous towns, civil
rights workers had to spend each night in a different home in order to
stay alive. Septima herself was arrested in a frightening, nighttime
police raid on Highlander. The civil rights center was padlocked by
local officials and later set on fire by a mob.
confessed that the attacks angered her and tested her commitment to
Christian forgiveness and King's nonviolent philosophy. Once, after
policemen clubbed a group of her friends in Mississippi, she said "I
knew that I couldn't beat those men, but I wished that a chandelier
would drop on their heads.".
That fighting spirit came directly
from her mother, a fiery and strong-willed Haitian. Victoria Anderson
Poinsette was fiercely proud of the fact that she had never been a
slave although she was brought up in slavery time. She was a strict
disciplinarian who left her daughter with a legacy of
straightforwardness and courage. Septima talked of her mother facing
down a white policeman near the turn of the century, shouting from her
porch, "I'm a little piece of leather but well put together, so watch
"I learned from my mother not to be afraid," Septima once
said. She traveled to the most violent sections of the South, often
with only one or two companions, calm in the face of the fury, the
danger never deterring her.
But fearlessness and anger did not
mix in her. "I never felt that getting angry would do you any good
other than hurt your own digestion," she explained. "It kept you from
eating, which I liked to do." She argued passionately with student
leaders such as Stokely Carmichael that they resist the natural urge to
retaliate against the racists.
Her work brought her in contact
with Dorothy Cotton, now Director of Student Affairs at Cornell
University, who taught in the Citizenship Schools and served as a
fellow staff member with Septima at SCLC. Cotton said that Septima had
the effect of changing people's lives from the instant they first met
"The first time Septima saw me she sat down to drink a cup
of tea with me; she wanted to know who I was, where I was from. At the
time I was just an unknown; somebody who was attending one of her
workshops. But just by talking, she made me feel important. She did
that with everybody she met, and she met thousands and thousands of
people during the Movement."
Cotton said one of her strongest
memories of Septima was someone who had great patience with the people
of the various towns and rural areas who were being.
almost ready to close out a workshop at Highlander one time when an
elderly man got up to leave. I tried to stop him because I wanted
everyone to hear everything that I had to talk about. But he insisted,
and finally he just ignored me and left. Afterwards, Septima gave me a
little lecture, which she entitled 'when you got to go, you got to go.'
That's when I found out the man had to use the bathroom and just
couldn't wait." Cotton laughed. "Sometimes we got caught up in what we
were doing, but Septima never lost sight of the fact that people had
everyday, human needs that had to be satisfied, even in the midst of
these great changes that were taking place."
The patience was
learned from Septima's father, a gentle man conceived in Africa and
born into slavery in Charleston. Peter Poinsette was never embittered
by the brutality and injustices he endured in slavery, and felt until
the end of his life that service to others was the world's highest
calling. Septima recalled learning three major things while sitting
around the family's pot-belly stove and listening to her father's quiet
sermons about "being truthful, strengthening other people's weaknesses,
and seeing that there is something fine and noble in everybody."
of Septima's students was Bernice Johnson Reagon, then a leader of the
Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee, now a curator with the
Smithsonian Institute, and founder of and singer with the
ground-breaking Sweet Honey in the Rock.
Reagon attended the first SCLC-sponsored Citizenship School and taught
in the program for ten years. She recalls that Septima had a deep and
powerful influence on the student activists who flooded the South
during the civil rights years. Many of them had dropped out of college
in open defiance of their parents and were suddenly thrust into
violent, life-threatening situations.
to Septima] was like having your grandmother tell you that it's all
right for you to think for yourself," Reagon said. "She would really talk to
us about the things we were thinking about and worrying about; She made
us understand that we were part of and older, deeper struggle. She kept
a lot of people from going crazy.
"I remember her explaining
about birth control," Reagon said. "In the 60's, this was something
which just wasn't talked about by older women to younger women. She
told us that she had originally been against any kind of birth control
except abstinence. But through the years she saw so many Black women
get sick and die from having too many children too close together, and
so many Black children neglected and uncared for, and that changed her
mind. She always kept her principles, but she was able to change and
grow. That's one of the things that made her special."
patience, however, did not extend to those who disrespected the common
people whose lives she was working so hard to change. When that
happened, she was quick to let her feelings be known ("That look!"
says SCLC veteran Rev. C.T. Vivian, cocking his head to one side and
folding his arms over his chest to mimic Septima's posture. "Oh my, you
didn't want her to give you that look!")..
had a white social worker who came to work with us, feeling that these
poverty-stricken people coming out of Alabama and Mississippi were just
so far beneath her," Septima once explained. "One time she missed her
regular plane and chartered a plane for herself to come to a workshop,
but she didn't send any money for the little people attending. And
there they came, all the way from Mississippi, starving." Septima went
on to say that "[the social worker] and I argued about that quite a
bit," and added drily that, "she didn't stay long."
Septima described a South Carolina workshop where Andrew Young and
Dorothy Cotton led a group in the Movement standard "We Shall
Overcome." While Young and Cotton closed their eyes and rocked with the
spirit of the song, Septima noticed a young woman in the back of the
room, trembling and crying and refusing to join in. The woman later
explained that she'd been jailed and tortured with cattle prods during
a Georgia demonstration, and couldn't bring herself to sing the stanza
"I love everybody."
"I told Andy and Dorothy, 'You can't sing
with your eyes closed. You've got to open your eyes and see what's
happening to these people.' Andy and I had some words about that but he
learned, and he grew."
Young came quickly to love Septima for
her forthrightness, but many of SCLC's other ministers resented her
informal lectures. They gave her the titles of "SCLC's Mother
Conscience" and later "Queen Mother of the Movement," but they allowed
her no power. Rev. Ralph Abernathy, second in command during the King
years, tried to keep Septima out of SCLC's executive committee
meetings, and SCLC's prolific publicity machine rarely gave the
Citizenship School work its proper credit. Cotton recalls the
snickerings she received from the ministers when she told a staff
meeting that the Citizenship Schools were SCLC's most important
program. Many of the preachers who made up SCLC's ruling corps were
used to women taking a back seat in their churches and in their homes,
and they did not look lightly on a woman taking a leadership role in
their organization. They refused to give Septima the recognition she
Septima later wrote that the men on SCLC's executive
staff "didn't listen to me too well. They liked to send me into many
places, because I could always make a path in to get people to listen
to what I have to say. But those men didn't have any faith in women,
none whatsoever. They just thought that women were sex symbols and had
no contribution to make."
In her last years she became an active
feminist and came to understand that she and other Movement women had
been the victims of sexism. "If you watch the movie 'From Montgomery to
Memphis,' you'll notice that they don't mention one woman going through
there. Not one. You almost never see their role put down in any of the
reports about the Movement. You just get 'Dr. so-and-so from Alabama
State College did such-and-such.'" She called sexism "one of the
weaknesses of the civil rights movement."
by strength of will, she endured. Long after the decline of the
Movement after King's assassination Septima continued, organizing day
care centers for low-income mothers, speaking and writing in behalf of
women's rights, criss-crossing the country to share her great knowledge
and deep social concerns with anyone who would listen. In the end, the
flame that fueled her passion for human rights and equality of justice
never dimmed or wavered...one day, it simply went out. She passed away
in December of 1987 at the age of 89.
In the last years of her
life she enjoyed setting up camp on her front porch, stuffing visitors
with Southern cooking and entertaining them with her long repertoire of
She described sitting drenched and shivering in the bow
of a boat headed toward the islands off the coast of South
Carolina--years before the first bridges were built--wrapping her feet
with towels to walk miles in the frozen mud to teach in a one-room
school. She spoke of the days she rode South Carolina's two-lane
highways at a time when no public restrooms were available for Black
travelers. Grandmother and public school teacher, the only way she
could relieve herself was by squatting in the bushes on the side of the
She would recall two elderly Black men in a lively argument over
which one could make the prettiest "x" while signing his name. She
remembered an incident when Dr. King stood in the middle of a packed
meeting, dropping his hands to his side, making no effort to resist
while a white man beat him again and again and again in the face and
the audience looked on in horror. There were Black sharecroppers and
maids trooping to the courthouse to register to vote for the first time
in their lives, and pot-bellied white farmers in dark overalls spitting
tobacco juice out of the sides of their mouths and marveling at it all.
Firebombed churches crackled in the night--the flames leaping and
licking at heaven--civil rights workers tumbling frantically out into
the street just in time to escape the inferno. She talked of wild rides
on rolling, one-lane blacktop roads chased by strange, angry men in
pickup trucks, sometimes the good guys just getting away. Sometimes not.
1975, she summed up her philosophy of work in one of the
specially-printed Christmas cards she regularly sent out to hundreds of
friends. "The greatest evil in our country today is not racism, but
ignorance," she wrote. "I believe unconditionally in the ability of
people to respond when they are told the truth. We need to be taught to
study rather than to believe, to inquire rather than to affirm."
left a long string of honors and accomplishments: several honorary
degrees, a major book on the Martin Luther King Jr. era dedicated to
her (Parting The Waters by Taylor Branch), and two autobiographies of her own (Echo In My Soul, now out of print, and Ready From Within, Wild Tree Press),
recipient of the Presidential Living Legacy Award, a Septima Clark
Expressway and a Septima Clark Day Care Center in her native
Charleston. In the great irony of her life, she ended up serving two
terms on the same Charleston County School Board that had once fired
But Septima Clark's greatest legacy was in the memories she left with those who worked with her.
never saw her pass by someone who wanted to speak with her," said Rosa
Parks. "She was always in the right place if you needed someone to talk
to. I benefited a great deal by knowing her."
As did we all.