"Take a breath, exhale, and follow my voice, only my voice, from now on, you are black, a black man from Alabama in the fifties. Cross the streams, the rivers, the ocean, fly over New York, then head south, turn off, here you are in Alabama, capital: Montgomery. Look at yourself, your body is changing, you are in the skin and soul of Claudette Colvin, a fifteen-year-old girl with no history... You have always known that being black gives you no rights but many duties. When you go shopping, you have to stay outside, hand over your list and wait to be served. For shoes, you have to draw the imprint of your foot on a piece of paper, hand it to the saleswoman, point out the model from outside and buy it without trying it on..." However, on March 2, 1955, Claudette Colvin refused to get up. Despite the threats from the armed driver, the other white passengers and some black passengers, she remained seated. After being thrown in prison, she decides to attack the city and plead not guilty. This is the beginning of a journey that will lead Claudette Colvin from struggle to oblivion. It is the beginning of a decisive fight, but one that is constantly (always) restarted...