Song by Louis Armstrong
Lyrics-
I see trees of green
Red roses too
I see them bloom
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying how do you do
They're really saying
I love you
I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Ooh, yes
I think Wilma's childhood would have been different if she had been allowed to see additional doctors and specialists because then she will have more treatment and would have been taking care betting than she probably wouldn't be the fastest woman in the world. The other prejudice I think Wilma likely faced as an African American woman in sports is racism because people think sports is a man's job but is not a man's job.
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