"I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American Dream"

It was important to the audience back then because African American had to go through a lot. That meant segregation, discrimination, and they were treated like they didn't belong there. Even though they went through all these they still had hope and dreams that one day they were going to be free and treated like everyone else.

It is important to me because, I can relate to this now. Even though i have a lot of potential and dreams i want to achieve in life there's a limit. I immigrated with my parents when i was about three years old. But i know i will never give up because we never know what could happen tomorrow. I have hope that one day I wont be required to have documents to show I don't come from Mars and will be able to accomplish my dreams.

What happens to a dream deffered...

Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? or fester like a sore and then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?

or crust and sugar over like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags like a heavy load

or does it explode?

What happens to hope when there's a limit...

Does it fade away like your breath on a window?

or does it dissapear like the smoke in the air?

does it keep going like the stream of a river

or do you feel like the world is against you like a

lion chasing a cat

Maybe it can be taken away like and illusion in a dream

or does it stay strong forever?

I decided to write about hope beacause when there's

a limit because I've seen many students with the greatest potential

on earth, that are very smart studetns and have many dreams in life and want

to success but there's a limit, a wall. Maybe they immmigrated here and

don't have the persmission to work. Do they give up or keep dreaming?