by Jr., San Mateo My greatest teacher was my father, my mother, my brother and my grandma. My father was one of my greatest teachers because he was wiser than me, so he knew how to say things to me. My dad taught me how to make money legally without having to hurt someone. He normally told me about past experiences and how to hold my own weight. My dad and me had a lot of ideas to make legal money like travel agencies, real estate, stocks and becoming an entrepreneur. My mom was also one of my greatest teachers
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My Story
by Raul, San Diego My story is lifeHappiness, love, games, and unknownMy story is painHated instantly and gangsMy story is lavishMoney, sex, and experiencesMy story is crimeDesperation, time, and understandingMy story should end hereBut I won’t let itMy story has only just startedMy story will be told to those who have chosen thatThey will not lose to the handOf statistics and stereotypesOur story must be heard
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by Gucc, San Mateo It’s 7 AM. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I start to knock on my door loud, “AYE pop my door! I’m ready!” The staff replies jokingly “ Wow Mr. Gucc you’re up early today!” To which I don’t reply. I don’t have time for jokes or conversation. I have one thing and one thing only on my mind. Going home. I hear the sound of the lock on my door retracting. I open my door and quickly put my Bob Barker shoes against it to keep it propped. “Aye can
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by EE, Sacramento My greatest teacher is mistakes and losses. As you, everyone takes losses and makes mistakes. And trust me, in my life, I have had plenty of both. Mistakes are there for you to learn from them, so you can do better in the future. They are learning experiences. If no one ever made a mistake, then we wouldn’t know our rights from wrongs. To be honest, we probably wouldn’t do half the things we do. Every time I make a mistake, it encourages me to stop guessing and try my best on each question. If I wouldn’t
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by Terkesha Lane, Federal Detention Center in Miami, Florida This is not a letter due to my current circumstances of being in prison. I have always felt this way about my children. Year after year, the older they became, I fell more in love with them. Their personalities, different but interesting moods, little quirks, the craziness (which I’m sure came from me) just the small things most people would not notice, like how they change when they are sleepy, different study habits, the educational subjects each of them liked or disliked, even how they arranged their clothing closet. Yes, I
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by Chad Fitzpatrick, Correctional Facility in Moose Lake, Minnesota I recently watched a movie on T.V called “Freedom Writers.” It’s about a teacher who encourages her sophomore English class who many are from the inner-city and are gang members to write in a journal every day. It didn’t matter what it was they wrote or how much they wrote as long as they wrote in it every day. They would not be graded on it nor would they be read unless they wanted her to read them. Every time I see that movie it inspires me more to keep on
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