1: GRANDMA | MY MOM N SIBLINGS | BRO | MY UNCLE'S KIDS | MY AUNT N KIDS | MY UNCLE
2: Now And Then Divad Harris Now As I sit here at my desk at 9:12am on Thursday, October 14, with an open mind, one thought gets trapped and I can’t get it off my mind. I just finished watching 16 and Pregnant. I was shocked to hear that there would be a North Eastern storm approaching. Why now? It is slightly sunny, but cold. I lit a match, and then blew it out. The smoke left suspended in front of my face reminded me of a bad decision I once made before. Then I remember it like it had just happened. As my hand shook, and the wall became covered, I thought about the negative side of what could happen. “What if” was all I could say. I drop the can and walk away. My buddy taps me on the shoulder and begins to talk to me. “It isn’t hard. Just finish. You aren’t going to get caught. I got your back.” I look up at him and shake my head.
3: Now I’m at the dinner table doing homework. I just got inside and my families were watching a movie. I sat down and began doing a writing assignment I was given by my teacher, Ms. Daniels. I was assigned to create a document about any thought that occurred at any time anywhere. I had already started on it earlier in school. I continue to think about what had happened. An evil grin appears on my face as I pick up the pen and begin to write. Then I met up with my skater buds at this apartment building that we claimed as our skating territory. We got to the parking lot and showed the leader of the team, Murphy, a wall that was all painted up. He looked at it and shook his head. On that wall was a big piece of art that said “skaters block”, the name of our skate team. About fifteen minutes later, a police car pulled up in the parking lot. The team and I tried to run but there were two people trying not to let us leave. I got scared. My heart was pounding harder than a bass drum. The cop came out of the car and told us to get up against the car. He then asked us if we painted up the property
4: I am I AM INTELLIGENT AND ARTISTICALLY INCLINED I WONDER WHERE THE HUMAN’S COMMON ANCESTOR CAME FROM I HEAR WATER DROPLETS FROM THE FAUCET I SEE LIFE IN FRONT OF MY VERY EYES I WANT TO LEARN HOW TO COOK I AM INTELLIGENT AND ARTISTICALLY INCLINED I PRETEND TO BE A PROFESSIONAL SKATE BOARDER I FEEL A NARROW PAIN IN MY SPINE I TOUCH THE X BOX AND BEGAN TO PLAY I WORRY ABOUT THE CONS OF NATURAL DISASTERS I CRY ABOUT THE REMEMBERENCE OF MY GREAT GRAND FATHER’S DEATH I PRETEND TO BE A PROFESSIONAL SKATE BOARDER I UNDERSTAND WHY I GET IN TROUBLE I SAY HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY I DREAM TO BECOME A PRO BOXER I TRY TO DO MY WORK IN SCHOOL I HOPE MY DREAMS WILL COME TRUE I UNDERSTAND WHY I GET IN TROUBLE
7: THE UNDERSTANDINGS OF LIFE ONE THING I DON’T UNDERSTAND IS WHY ENERGY CANNOT BE CREATED NOR DESTROYED, YET IT EXISTS WHY SOME PEOPLE WEAR MASKS TO HIDE WHAT’S INSIDE WHEN THEY CAN BE THEMSELVES AND WHY LIFE FAILS YOU WHEN YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF ONE THING I REALLY DON’T UNDERSTAND IS WHY SOME IMMIGRANTS ARE ABLE TO COME TO THE UNITED STATES AND BECOME CITIZENS WHEN THEY WEREN’T BORN HERE WHY SOME FEMALES ARE NOT ABLE TO CREATE FERTILE OFFSPRING HOW IT IS POSSIBLE TO BREED A HORSE AND A DONKEY TO MAKE A MULE IF THEY ARE DIFFERENT SPECIES ONE THING THAT I DO UNDERSTAND MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE IS WHY GRASS IS GREEN, AND WHY LAKES ARE BLUE WHY JEALOUSY CAN KILL A PERSON AND WHY LIFE HAS A BEGINNING AND END
9: SONNET MY SKATEBOARD MEANS A VERY LOT TO ME WITH STICKER PICTURES OF LEMONS AND LIMES MY SKATEBOARD WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT ME HELPED ME GET TO SCHOOL EARLY AND ON TIME ITS GRIPTAPE SCRAPED UP ALL OF MY GOOD SHOES AND TOOK MONEY OUT OF MY MOTHER’S PURSE MY MOM SLAPPED ME AND I FELT LIKE A FOOL A WELT SO BIG I NEED TO SEE A NURSE I HAD A WORSE EXPERIENCE BEFORE I DID A BACKFLIP AND FELL ON MY HEAD I COULD NOT MOVE WHEN I HAD HIT THE FLOOR WHEN I SAW BLOOD I THOUGHT THAT I’D BE DEAD I HAD FELT SO LUCKY TO BE ALIVE MY FRIENDS HAD CROWDED ME LIKE BEES AND FLIES
10: Tender | Yum | Delicious
11: My Food Rap i want come chicken and mashed potatoes and peas them greens carrots and steak and some macaroni and cheese a cup of popcorn wings with hot sauce six-piece nugget a large fry with a cold drink on the side so i got the snack in the wrap you coming for me the big mac in the back thats if I'm hungry yea and a quarter pounder on the low some cookies a milk shake and I'm ready to go I'm on the block at the Spot spending my money for real cause you really know that I'm still hungry eat the rest of them carrots and some coli greens some beans and a tangerine what you got for me cause I'm a savage cause I'm eating cabbage if you got some extras on your plate let me have it I'm real hungry so just save it for me I don't want to go to bed with an empty tummy yo
12: Persuasive Piece Dear Father, I know that someday you would want to leave that wretched plantation and come stay here in the nice state of Philadelphia. I hope that by now you got over slavery. It is better here. You are no longer a slave once you’ve hit this point. Everyone here is treated equally. And we is free of choice to work where and when ever we want. This is why I agree that slavery is nonsense. Come on! You are no longer a slave up here. You don’t have to work your behind off and be rewarded with being yelled at to do something else. You don’t have to suffer from the filthiness of the plantation. You don’t have to get repeatedly lashed for running away. You don’t have to work while white people are constantly in your ears shouting “do it nigger!” Everyone in Philadelphia is treated equally. There is not one person here in Philadelphia that is not treated like another. The only difference between us is our skin; but here, they believe that we are the same on the inside. There are no more separated schools and local restrooms for the white and “colored.” After that gigantic war had just ended, people have become integrated. And since all of the people
13: of Philadelphia are together, they feel that all white and colored should be treated fairly. We are free of choice to work where we want. There is no more Master. You do indeed work for a white man commonly here, but that’s for a local job that you can go to and not be forced to do it. The jobs here, rather than on the plantation, reward you with a wealthy paycheck at the end of the week. I am working now. And I don’t have to sit outside during the cold and rainy season and suffer from sicknesses because I am forced to. See dad. Life is much better here. No more slaves. Everyone is treated equally. And we have freedom of choice. If you finally decide to leave Ms. Henfield, I think that Philadelphia is the best place for you. Sincerely, Your Son Charles
14: Descriptive Piece It was terrible. I felt awful about that dreadful day that I left: me, Winnie, our handsome son Charlie, Joe and Emma. Although it made me feel adventurous, I knew that the crew and I would soon be considered poor, homeless, runaway, delinquents. I have not yet felt more alive since then. I could remember when I aggressively jabbed my malevolent father in the cleft chin and knocked him to the ground. I’m sorry for that: I couldn’t help myself. As the wept crew and I steadily head out, the distinct clouds and heavy rain slowly crept away. The suffocating air was moist and thick: the ground rougher than the wretched walls of the infirmary. Moments later, I start to smell fresh, rich soil: consisting of a burned wood smell. I look in the opposing direction in which we were headed and I could see these dark, gigantic clouds covering the wide sky. Further into our venturous escape, I could see these bright lights flying through the trees like a firefly at midnight. The frightened crew and I are startled. As the truck noisily approaches, I noticed that it wasn’t headlights, but a bag-sized lantern hanging out the side of a rusted a rusted car door.
15: “It’s Mr. Henry!” Joe says excitedly SSKIIIIIR! Mr. Henry stops the old car then gave Joe the ok that it would be safe. We quickly ran over to the old truck and Mr. Henry (white) lets us aboard then we took off vastly into darkness. Mr. Henry drove wildly. The truck vigorously shook causing Winnie to have a loose grip on Charlie. It was cold. The tired crew and I were cold and hungry. We had nothing to cover ourselves in. at that point all I could hear is the rough wind popping my tiny ears with every last chance that it got. Mr. Henry stops and lets us off to the station. We spot that Charlie is a statue. He has no pulse, no ventilation, and she is colder than an iceberg. Charlie is dead. My wife Winnie blames me for bringing them on the trip with me. She thinks that it would not have happened if it weren’t for me. I get mad and blame Joe for bringing me along. Winnie and I are furious with each other so we went our separate ways. Although I was so angry, I was glad that I did not have to be whipped billions of times for slipping up on the plantation.
16: Narrative Piece The sky is black. The thunder crashes and lightning comes to a loud BANG! Moments later, the rain starts to let up. I came running back to Winnie and our son with great excitement. “Winnie! Winnie! I just received the greatest news we is ever to hear! We could be free Winnie. We could be FREE!” Winnie opens her eyes as if she thought she had seen a ghost. “And how is that. Most of us niggers would be crazier than a white man with a wine overdose if we were ever to think that we could be free.” She says to me. She calms down and doubts my words as if she did not believe me. “There aint no way a nigger could get off this plantation without getting caught and lashed.” As I catch my breath, I look up at Winnie and say, “Well you could be right, but from what I hear; Joe has this marvelous route to freedom. He and Emma are preparing tonight. He says that Mr. Henry talked him up about a secret passage called the Underground Railroad; what enables niggers like us to become free.” “But what if we get lost and caught?” Winnie questioned. I mean well if we ain’t got a map how is we going to know we is going the right way? Massuh might beat us and sell us to Mr. Pendle.”
17: I sit and think for a minute then I answer to her. “You could be right, but if you think about that all night then maybe you might jinx us and we might. I mean wouldn’t you rather not worry about it. Just wait until we get there and take the stress off.” “I’m just saying,” Winnie interrupted. “Okay but just think about it. Instead of us being underfed and dying like a bird with its blown off, we could walk around proud like a white man with his chin up. I mean that’s the common dream for a nigger to have.” “Okay. I’m up for it. Just how will we defend ourselves if I suppose we do get caught?” I was stunned. My feet felt like they were planted in cement. I started to sweating bullets. Winnie tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if I were scared. I quickly responded. “What! No! Why would I be scared to take a risk for my baby?” “So you’re saying you want to do this?” Winnie retorts to me. Before I could even answer her, she interrupts me, “Okay then we is going to do it.” She picks up our son and starts rocking him and the sky started to clear up though it was still dark, as I head out to tell Joe and Emma that we’re tagging along.
18: Avril Lavigne – Girlfriend [Chorus]Hey! Hey! You! You!I don’t like your girlfriend!No way! No way!I think you need a new oneHey! Hey! You! You!I could be your girlfriendHey! Hey! You! You!I know that you like meNo way! No way!No it’s not a secretHey! Hey! You! You!I want to be your girlfriend[Verse 1]You’re so fineI want you mineYou’re so deliciousI think about ya all the timeYou’re so addictiveDon’t you know what I could do together now And that’s what everyone’s talking about! to make you feel alright?Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn preciousAnd Hell YeahI’m the motherfucking princessI can tell you like me too and you know I’m right[Bridge]She’s like so whateverYou could do so much betterI think we should get together nowAnd that’s what everyone’s talking about![Bridge]She’s like so whateverYou could do so much betterI think we should get together nowAnd that’s what everyone’s talking about!
19: This song relates to Street Love because when Damien and Roxanne were talking in school about Junice. Roxanne seemed to be offended and mad at the fact that Damien had already gotten over Roxanne (ex-girlfriend). And then he moved on to Junice. She looked at Junice like she was such a low class ,and Roxanne was better than her and better for Damien.
20: Ll Cool J - Two Different Worlds [Intro: LL Cool J & Cydne Monet]You know I don't understand why you treat me like thisIt's almost like you feel like you're from two different worlds(Well, we are Todd) I don't think soYou should have a listen to me right now[LL Cool J]I can feel it now baby I can feel it now, I can feel thatEven though you're a queen and I'm only a princeI felt the magical between us ever sincethe first time that I laid eyes on youI want you to be my girl, so I can hold youcaress you and let you know that I love youand day by day my love growsHeres' where I stand, I gotta be your manI don't care if we're from two different worldsBut we're from...[Cydne Monet]Two different, two different, we're from two different worldsTwo different, two different worlds...I don't understand the way you feelBut it's just a dream and it could never be realSo face to face I can't love youWe're from two, different worldsTwo different, two different, we're from two different worldsTwo different, two different worlds...
21: This song compares to Street Love because in the book street love, Junice says that she’s all hood on the outside, and would fight her way out of trouble. Although on the inside, she cries for Damien to come save her. No matter what happens through the day, at the end, she thinks of Daimen. Their hood love is a love of two different worlds combined. Junice is from the “hood’ and Damien is from the “up town”. Damien gets good grades and gets called to the office for academic achievement, while Junice gets called down to the office for suspension of negative behavior. They are two different people, in two different worlds, in one relationship.