The Women’s March
by Kira Nikolaides, one of NMG’s Sister2Sister mentors
I was lucky enough to march in the Women’s March on Washington, DC on January 21, and it was an amazing experience. To be with so many incredible women and unite in fighting for our rights was something I will never forget.
My mom and I arrived at the metro station at 8 A.M., and right then we knew this march would be something incredible. Our station was the farthest one from downtown, and it was packed. We had to wait an hour to get on the train. That is how many people were going to the march, and we weren’t even close to downtown yet.
Once we got into the city, we met up with my friend Niki, and headed over to the National Mall. We were shocked by how many people were there — the Mall was completely full, and the surrounding streets were also packed. We couldn’t even get close to where the speakers were; there were so many people. The organizers of the march had been expecting a quarter of a million people, but media estimates that there were at least half a million there.
We spent some time walking around (in the little space there was to walk) and looking at the signs. I couldn’t believe how creative some people were! We saw so many signs with catchy slogans or detailed artwork. One of my favorite parts of the day was trying to find the funniest sign.
We couldn’t really figure out where the route of the march was, so we decided to start making our way in the direction of the White House. We later found out that they canceled the original march route because there were too many people! Everyone still marched to the White House, though. The streets were packed as we made our way down Pennsylvania Avenue. We actually ended up marching past the Trump International Hotel, which was the only place where the protesters got a little spicy. Other than that, everyone was very peaceful and respectful.
When we got to the White House, I looked around at the masses of people in all directions. That was when I realized that this was something much bigger than I could’ve ever imagined, something much bigger than myself. All of these people were coming together to prove to this new administration that we won’t stand for any injustices or inequalities. We won’t allow for the progress we made to be set back. We stand for all people, of all races and all genders. That is what the people who marched in D.C., across the country, and around the world were marching for.
I am so grateful to be a part of something so special. It is important to stand up for what you believe in, and that is what everyone who was a part of the march was doing. All of the marches that took place across the globe will go down in history, and I am still trying to comprehend that I was a part of history.