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Screwdriver. Screwdriver.

Flyers. Flyers.

Lollipop.

Okay, Richie, we're finished.

Now let's see how our patient is doing.

It's a rare condition this day and age to read any good news on the newspaper

page. The love and tradition of the grand design, some people say, is even

harder to find.

Well, there must be some magic clue inside these gentle walls.

Because all I see is a tower of dreams, real love bursting out of every scene.

Girl, you've had your head in those books all morning.

Got a big test coming up?

No, this is Black History Month.

Did you know that an African -American helped design the blueprint for

Washington, D .C.? Yep.

Benjamin Banneker.

Hey, not bad.

Hey, your old man has read a book or two.

Now, for the championship and the toaster oven, who made the first

-soling machine?

Uh, uh, uh... Girls!

Grandma.

It was Jan Maslinger.

In 1883.

Hey, that's right. How'd you know that?

Who do you think bought his first pair of shoes?

Hey, look.

Here's something I didn't know.

Alexander Dumas was black.

The guy that wrote The Three Musketeers?

Yeah. Most people don't know that.

Why? Don't they teach black history at your school?

Yeah, but only for one month.

That's one month longer than they taught it to me.

You know, that really bugs me.

for over 300 years.

But you wouldn't know it looking at those history books. It's not fair.

Well, sweetheart, if you feel that strongly, maybe you should do something

it.

Maybe I will.

Okay.

Now, let's give this baby another shot.

Shikashi ame ga fureba, saku ga mizu o iru.

I have to go through this every day.

Well, Miss Thuman, it's a well -known fact that a pleasant dining environment

aids digestion.

Try it. It may brighten your complexion, which, truth be told, is a smidge on

the fallow side.

Um,

listen, everybody.

Um, I have an idea that I want to run by you. Oh, oh, oh. Is this the idea I

heard you telling Maxine this morning as I trailed behind you? in mutually

agreed -upon distance of 20 feet?

Yeah.

Um, now, what I want... Because it's a humdinger of an idea, but you tell it,

little girl, darling.

Thank you.

Um, now, as I was trying to say, every February, we study black history, but

only during that month. Oh, I love this part.

Now, I'm not trying to criticize you, Mr., when you're a great history

You know, I always try to make... Please, don't interrupt. It's very rude.

So, anyway, I thought, why not add a black history class to the curriculum?

way, we can study it all year long.

Is that a great idea?

Oh, it's a pearl of wisdom from my little oyster.

This is terrific, Laura. Let me be the first to sign.

Well, I'll be the second to sign as soon as Miss Grabbypin finishes.

again.

As long as you don't bang me in, it's fine.

Hey, let me show you a few moves.

Ooh, don't mess with me. Don't mess with me.

Hey, check it out, man.

Okay, guys.

Showtime's over. I have vital information to share with you. Urkel, I

thousand times I refuse to take poker lessons.

history class here at school.

It'll help us appreciate the past, thereby contributing to the present and

preparing us for the future. So I like all your John Hancocks right here.

Sounds good to me.

Oh, thanks a lot, guys. That was easy.

Don't speak.

Toot -toot -toot! Thanks!

Oh, ma!

Look at all the signatures I got.

Oh, good work. I got a bunch, too.

Oh, well, I got most of the basketball team.

Did I do that?

Uh, Steve, no more demonstrations, okay?

Good idea.

But I appreciate all your help.

Oh, anytime, my cute little crusader.

I appreciate that.

Hey, my lock is open.

Oh, my God.

Laura, what's wrong?

If you want black history, go back to Africa.

She's still pretty upset.

She didn't touch her dinner.

Well, Harriet, what are those people teaching down at that school?

Their own version of the three R's? Reading, writing, and racism?

Carl, calm down. It's not the school's fault.

Well, is she still crying?

Every time she stops, she starts all over again.

Carl.

Harriet, I just feel so helpless.

My daughter's been hurt, and I can't do a thing about it. I can't even tell her

that it won't ever happen again.

You know, I was exposed to this sort of thing when I was growing up.

But I always hoped it would be different for my kids.

Come on, Harriet.

The people that did this to us are teaching that same garbage to their

Carl, I'm up in Laura's room, and she looks at me.

And she asks, why, Mom?

Why would somebody do this to me?

And I hear myself telling the same things my mother told me.

Some people are ignorant.

They're afraid.

They hate anybody and anything that's different.

And what she said?

She looked at me with tears in her eyes.

And she said,

Why, Mom?

Laura? What happened?

Daddy, everything's a mess.

Laura, did somebody do something to you?

No, it's the whole school. The black kids won't talk to the white kids.

are calling each other names, taking sides.

And it's all my fault. Your fault?

If I had started that petition, none of this would have happened.

I just wanted to make things better, but I ended up making them worse.

Honey, that's not true. None of this is your fault. That's right. That petition

was a great idea.

It wasn't.

Wish I had never done it.

I just wish it would all go away, Daddy.

Would you two excuse us?

I'd like to speak to my granddaughter alone.

But, Mom... Scoot, honey, scoot.

Laura, do you mind if your old grandmother tells you a story?

Grandma, you're not old.

Good answer.

No wonder you're my favorite grandchild.

Sit down, Helen.

Lord, when I was about your age, I loved to read, just like you.

But our little town only had one library, and it was for whites only.

You couldn't check...

I couldn't even go in.

And even then, I knew it wasn't right.

So one day, I decided to do something about it. So I walked in the library.

Sugar, I couldn't believe my eyes.

There were thousands of books just sitting there waiting to be read.

Did they let you take one?

The librarian, a white man that I had known all my life.

Pushed me out into the street and told me never to come back.

Did you cry?

All the way home.

And the next day I cried all the way back to the library.

You went back?

Every day for six months.

People stopped and stared.

Called me names.

And some even spit at me.

Yes. Was I ever.

And sometimes I was sorry I ever started the whole thing.

But I didn't quit.

Finally, one rainy day, I walked in dripping

wet.

And that same man that pushed me out.

shook his head, and gave me a library card.

Wow.

And from that day on, everybody used that library.

Sugar, I realize you're having a hard time.

But you've got to stand up for whatever you believe in, or things will never

change.

This library card is proof that one person

can make a difference.

You understand?

Come here. Let me give you some sugar.

Love it.

and black men and women. We've got so many posters, we're running out of

Dr. George F. Grant patented the first wooden golf tee in 1899.

Now, gee, that's ironic.

Here it is 92 years later, and we still can't tee off at some country clubs.

All done.

Wow. It looks great.

It sure does.

I'll get it.

Steve, I couldn't have done this without you.

Oh, please, Laura, you're making me blush.

You know, I just don't get why people are so afraid of our history.

Well, because it's different.

And believe you me, I know what being different is all about.

Well, I admire you for that.

Oh, for sure, you're making me blush again.

Oh, Laura, this looks great. You've done a wonderful job. Wonderful job.

Is there a problem,

Principal Shimada? Yes, a big one.

Mr. Shimada, if you would just let me explain. Those posters, highly

inflammatory. We have a serious situation at this school.

Racial tension.

These posters can only fan the flames.

As principal of this school, I will not allow my flames to be fanned.

Well, easy, Edgar. Don't get your shorts in a knot.

These posters must be removed immediately.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.

I didn't know there were so many black inventors. Me neither.

Dr. Daniel Hill Williams performed the first open -heart surgery?

I thought it was Christian Bernard.

No, he did the first heart transplant.

Mr. Shimada, the posters seem to be bringing the kids together.

Just as I predicted.

Mr. Shimada.

textbooks for a black history course? Oh, well, I don't know.

Edgar, a black history course would only serve to enhance your otherwise drab

and predictable curriculum.

And it would undoubtedly prevent the unfortunate rabble -rousy that has taken

place in these hallowed halls the past few days.

Mr. Shimada, I've spoken to several teachers, and we would all welcome the

opportunity to present a more balanced view of American history.

Way to go, Scooby -Doo!

Laura, there is a school committee meeting next month.

Maybe you could come and recommend that a black history class be made part of

the curriculum.

I'll be there.

Thank you, Steve.

This operation was a success.

Yeah, does it give me old Winslow one -two punts?

Well, I hate to brag, but I knocked him dead.

I think we have a good chance of getting a black history class.

That's my girl.

Grandma. Yes, honey?

You were right. One person can make a difference.

Oh, sweetheart.

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