Muhammad Ali: An Inspiring Story That Shaped the People’s Champ
Truly great people in history never wanted to be great for themselves.
“We all have parts to play in life. This is the story of the man who played the part of love.”
— Hana Yasmeen Ali
Muhammad Ali was a gift from God to humanity. He possessed the soul of a butterfly. Of flowers that fly and all but sing. His story was neither a legend nor a myth. His life was but a collection of miracles and luck.
17th January 1942 marked the birthday of the champ. His mother was a devout believer. “Wake up, tinky baby, wake up, Rudy, we’re going to thank the Lord,” she would wake her children up every Sunday morning.
Muhammad Ali knew the path he ought to take from as early as 12. He lost his Christmas present, a red-and-white Schwinn bike, on the way back from an annual Black bazaar in Louisville. He went straight looking for the police to report about his bike. He ended up meeting Joe Martin, a local policeman who happened to teach young boys to box in his spare time. Mr Martin told the young, upset Ali, “You better learn how to fight before you start challengin’ people that you’re gonna whup.”
