Imagine a young African American woman today who decided she
wanted to be a pilot. For that matter
imagine anyone today who decides they want to be a pilot. Not the easiest career to get. Lots of training, skills and money would be
major ingredients. I can just hear my
father saying “Get a job with the post office.
It pays well and is secure work.”
All I could think of was “Yeah, sorting mail 8 hours a day with the same
shape envelope and the only difference being the box they go in.” How many of you were guided to more secure
and permanent jobs by your parents? For
many of us 99%, being a pilot is just one step below being an astronaut. Talk
about a pie in the sky job! Pragmatics
often overrules idealism when it comes to those of us in the 99% finding
meaningful employment.
Now let’s go back to 1915 in the USA. You are a 23 year old
African American part Indian female manicurist.
You are living with your brothers because you have no money. You spent all of your savings to date at the
Oklahoma Colored Agricultural and Normal University where you ran out of funds
after one term and had to quit. You are
living in a country where every day “niggars” are lynched for being uppity. There are many hotels, restaurants, theaters and
public facilities where you are either not allowed or you must go in the back
door. Jim Crow rules and affirmative
action will not be heard of for another 46 years. Your name is Elizabeth Coleman but your
friends all call you Bessie. Most of your
friends also call you a foolish dreamer and a wild eyed idealist. Many of your friends would still call you
that today if you were living in the 21st century, but you are
living in the early 20th century.
Long before Civil Rights, Martin Luther King and woman had the right to
vote, never mind take a job that was not even listed in any career book either
for men or woman. We are talking about a
time when it was only 12 years after Orville and Wilbur made the first
controlled flight in a heavier than air craft.
What would you give Bessie’s chance of becoming a pilot? A million to one odds would be a bad
bet.
However, youth defies time because it is full of hope and optimism.
Have you ever tried telling some young child that it can’t be done? They do not want to hear it. It takes many
years of pressure before we can convince young people that they must be more
practical and give up their childish dreams.
Some of them do not listen to us “wise” folks and they foolishly go
about trying to attain their wild eyed fantasies. Elizabeth Coleman was one of these foolish
people. She did not let money,
prejudice, practicality or friends dissuade her from her dreams. No flight schools in the US would let her in
because she was Black and a woman. Even
other male Black aviators would not train her because she was a woman. So Bessie learned to speak French. She had heard that in some faraway place
called France, there were flight schools that would take an African American
woman. She somehow found financial
backing from someone who believed in her dream and she went to France and attended a French flying
school. In 1921, she became the first
female pilot of African American descent and the first African American to hold
an international pilot license. Bessie
was only 29 years old at the time. Ms.
Coleman went on to a short but illustrious career as a stunt pilot (commercial
aviation was ten years away) and media celebrity. She was called the “World’s Greatest Woman
Flyer” and was known for her hair raising stunts and daredevil maneuvers.
Ms. Coleman was ahead of her times in many other ways as
well. She was never one to ignore race and did as much as she could to help
create a positive image of Blacks that would overcome current racial stereotypes. She dreamed of starting a flying school for women
that would provide other women the opportunities she was denied. Unfortunately, Bessie died in a plane
accident long before many of her other dreams could be realized. She was only 34 when a plane she was testing
crashed and Ms. Coleman died.
However, Elizabeth Coleman may have died on April 30, 1926
but her legacy not only continues on but it continues to grow in
importance. She continues to defy time. Books, awards and other honors continue to be
heaped upon her for her pioneering and breaking the boundaries of her
time. In 2004, a park was named after
her in Chicago and in 2007; a street in Germany was named after her. If Bessie was alive today, I am sure she would
be coaching young men and women of all shades and colors to dream and fight for their dreams. It is easy to lose your
dreams in a world that often seems to want to keep everyone in their place and to
ignore the aspirations and hopes of those who are less fortunate. Mae Jemison,
physician and former NASA astronaut, wrote in the book, Queen Bess: Daredevil Aviator
(1993): "I point to Bessie Coleman and say without hesitation that here is
a woman, a being, who exemplifies and serves as a model to all humanity: the
very definition of strength, dignity, courage, integrity, and beauty. It looks
like a good day for flying."[6]
(Wikipedia)
Do you still dream and have great hopes for the future? If not, what dreams have you put aside as too
unrealistic? What dreams have you
decided were not workable? Why? Are you living too practical a life? Do you ever dream of going barefoot on a
beach in the Caribbean or riding an elephant in India or going on a photo
safari in Africa? Is your excuse for not
dreaming that you have no money or no time?
What do you think Bessie would say of your reasons?
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