If someone were to ask me, “Do you like the person that you are today?” I would gladly respond, “Yes, so long as he never finds out (third-person)!” One of the struggles I’ve always had is talking about myself because society has always taught me that speaking about oneself was a form of cockiness. Growing up I was very boisterous and because of my daily environment I became very aggressive, assertive, and dominant. For the first nineteen years of my life I had completely different experiences than the ones I am having now six years later. As a seventeen-year old I remember the Crips burning down the ‘Holly St. Shopping Center’ the day after Michael Ashbury (founded the Crips in Denver in the 70’s) was allegedly killed by a Blood in Parkhill (where I lived). I remember being arrested at twelve for assault and burglary at Hill Middle School after two girls said they were beaten and robbed. In order to find the culprit the school/police called all the black CHILDREN 5’
Thinker, Social Critic, Writer and Speaker. This is the social commentary of a Black American Christian.