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For
the girls who will stick out because they stick up for what they believe in.
Dear Reader,
As Sally Ride and Marian Wright Edelman both powerfully said, You cant be what you cant see. When Sally said that, she meant that it was hard to dream of being an astronaut, like she was, or a doctor or an athlete or anything at all if you didnt see someone like you who already had lived that dream. She especially was talking about seeing women in jobs that historically were held by men.
I wrote the first She Persisted and the books that came after it because I wanted young girlsand children of all gendersto see women who worked hard to live their dreams. And I wanted all of us to see examples of persistence in the face of different challenges to help inspire us in our own lives.
Im so thrilled now to partner with a sisterhood of writers to bring longer, more in-depth versions of these stories of womens persistence and achievement to readers. I hope you enjoy these chapter books as much as I do and find them inspiring and empowering.
And remember: If anyone ever tells you no, if anyone ever says your voice isnt important or your dreams are too big, remember these women. They persisted and so should you.
Warmly,
Chelsea Clinton
She Persisted: MARIAN ANDERSON
She Persisted: VIRGINIA APGAR
She Persisted: NELLIE BLY
She Persisted: RUBY BRIDGES
She Persisted: CLAUDETTE COLVIN
She Persisted: ROSALIND FRANKLIN
She Persisted: TEMPLE GRANDIN
She Persisted: FLORENCE GRIFFITH JOYNER
She Persisted: HELEN KELLER
She Persisted: CORETTA SCOTT KING
She Persisted: CLARA LEMLICH
She Persisted: MAYA LIN
She Persisted: WANGARI MAATHAI
She Persisted: WILMA MANKILLER
She Persisted: PATSY MINK
She Persisted: SALLY RIDE
She Persisted: MARGARET CHASE SMITH
She Persisted: SONIA SOTOMAYOR
She Persisted: MARIA TALLCHIEF
She Persisted: DIANA TAURASI
She Persisted: HARRIET TUBMAN
She Persisted: OPRAH WINFREY
She Persisted: MALALA YOUSAFZAI
TABLE OF CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1
Maya
Maya Lin was born on October 5, 1959, in Athens, Ohio. But her parents hadnt always lived there. They had both escaped from China after a civil war in which the Chinese Communist Party won. Mayas father, Henry Lin, had to leave China because his family had supported the other side in the civil war. It was dangerous for him to stay in China once the war was over, so he left. Mayas mother, Julia, had the opportunity to attend Smith College in the United States. Even though she had to be smuggled out of Shanghai on a boat and face monsoons and pirates, she was determined to go. And she did!
Henry and Julia met and married in the US. They were far away from their native land, but they were determined to build a life together. After their son, Tan, was born, they moved to Athens, Ohio, to teach at Ohio University. Henry, an artist, became a ceramics professor, and Julia would become an English professor. And then Maya was born.
All the female Lins are very strong, very independent, Henry once said. All very talented and very determined.
Maya was destined to be no different. Her middle name, Ying, meant precious stone, and though her parents did not realize it when they named her, it was a hint at her future.
As a child, Maya didnt think about strength, independence, talent, or determination. She did think about a precious stone, however. Her brother owned a beautiful geode that she admired greatly. Maya would often borrow the geode. Tan, after finding it on her desk, would bring it back to his. The geode went back and forth between the two desks constantly.
But even more than passing the stone back and forth, young Maya spent most of her time watching the world around her.
The Lins home was set in the hilly woods, far away from other houses. So, Maya watched the nature that surrounded her. She would sit in silence, watching the animals and noticing how the streams formed ridges in the land.
Maya watched her father too. She spent hours watching him pull and cut clay. She saw the shades of brown and gray on his potters wheel. She saw the earthen colors in the plates she used for meals. She saw the simple shapes of the furniture he made that she used every day.
She also saw her mothers love of learning. Julia earned her PhD and Maya watched her study. Books were everywhere.
But there were some things Maya did not see.
Maya didnt see her grandparents, her aunts or her uncles, since they all still lived in China. And even though they tried to send letters, they knew that Chinas strict government was reading and changing their messages.
Maya also didnt see many other Chinese Americans. Her family was the only Chinese American one in their town. Her parents wanted Tan and Maya to fit in, so they did not teach them Chinese. Because of this, I thought I was white, Maya said.
When she wasnt watching the world around her, Maya was making things. At home, she made houses and villages out of paper. After school, Maya and Tan would go to their fathers studio and use all the materials there. Often, they would throw clay at the clock to cover the time. Their father would get annoyed, but he never made them leave. They knew, even when they were naughty, that they were always welcome at his studio.