They were holding signs that said "I am a man," and I found that astounding, because the phrase I grew up with wasn't "I am a man," it was "I am the man," and I was amazed at how it went from this collective statement during segregation to this seemingly selfish statement after integration.
Tenían carteles que decían "soy un hombre" y encontré eso asombroso, porque la frase con la que crecí no era "Yo soy un hombre", era "Yo soy el hombre" y me sorprendió cómo pasó de esa afirmación colectiva durante la segregación a esta afirmación aparentemente egoísta tras la integración.