Tuck Everlasting, Rights Everlasting
Winnie Foster, who was born into a wealthy, prestigious, well-bred, and well-respected family, was expected to comb her hair, straighten her dress every few minutes, and curtsy and give pecks of kisses to everyone she saw as a well-respected citizen in the town. Winnie certainly did not do this. She wished to play rough baseball with the town servant children and undo her ever-painful corset. Of course, however, her mother did not let her do what she wished.
For instance, while her mother was endlessly tightening Winnie's already stuffy corset, Winnie asked in an annoyed voice, "I do not like these." Then, her mother would say, "The French once said, 'It is painful to be beautiful.'" Winnie would then respond, "The French are crazy." Annoyed by her daughter, Winnie's mother would endeavor her hardest to tighten the corset even harder and Winnie would quiver in pain. This was violation of Human Right #18-Freedom of thought.
Winnie's parents set up a boundary for her. She could not go beyond the black fence in front of her home before and after daylight. She could not go out anywhere without a servant. In front of her home, though, was a wood. It was her father's wood. (The Foster family owned practically the entire town). She wondered what was so terrible and dangerous about those quiet, innocent-looking woods. This was violation of Human Right #13-Freedom to move.
After all of this, she went to the library one day with her servant a few steps beside her, of course. She was peering up and down for a nice book to read and she was in the H section for Hero. She especially loved those kinds of books. However, she was apparently at the right place and the right time, for she had spotted a book called "Human Rights". She wondered what she would find in a book in the name of that so she immediately opened it. There she found a collection of rights that were given fairly and equally to all people around the world. As she read #13 and #18, she felt a connection between her life's occurrences and the book's contents. She checked it out, of course, for that's one usually does when one's in the library. Even her way home, she was itching to read all of the details about each right. Finally, she reached her destination and started to read. One by one, she finished the entire book in a day. As soon as she finished her last page, she knew she had to do something. She decided to share this book and discuss with all of the townspeople. And that exactly what she did.
She set up a fairly large stage, in which she could perform her speech. (Her father did not know what she was up to but however gave her some money to do this.) As the townspeople gathered to listen to the tow-owner's daughter's conflict or whatever of the sort, Winnie busily prepared. She cleared her voice and soon began to talk. "Ladies and Gentleman, Bakers and Servants, I am here to tell you all about this wonderful and exciting book. It is called the 'Human Rights for the Youth.'"
With this, she continued for hours and hours and explained each right and every single soul in that town that day heard Winnie Foster presenting human rights. At the end of the day, Winnie felt much better and her parents were angry at first but soon grew proud to have such an established child.
Winnie got the rights she read about in her now favorite book and she got to wear the corsets a bit looser now. This made Winnie happy. She was also allowed to get out of the black gates now and then, even alone on special occasions. And when she got out of those black gates, she met a boy. A boy with eternal life. But that's a different story and you have just ended mine.