Indiana, PA 15705

12/8/09

Dr. Heather Powers

421 North Walk

Indiana, PA 15705  

Dear Dr. Powers,

          I enjoy your class. When I first came to your class, I was shy. I didn’t want to meet new people and I just wanted to be by myself. I was kind scare when you wanted everybody to say their name and what they like to do. I really wasn’t going to do it, but I didn’t want to be a pain in the behind.  When I did it, I felt a little good because I do not speak out loud.  When you said we had to write blogs, I was going to walk out and drop the class but my thoughts were really telling me that I can do it. So I stayed.

          After awhile, I been trying to get to know the people in the class and it been fun. While working on blogs, I learn how to write better and clearer. We check each other papers and see what they thought about our paper. Now, I’m writing better and letting people understand what I’m trying to say. These blogs help me to express myself and made me feel open. I really appreciate your help. If I had the chance, I will take your class again. You are funny, always happy and telling us funny stories. Thank you for making me understands the meaning of writing.

                                                                   Sincerely,

                                                                        Tyrone Walton

      Ben likes this cheerleader name Stephanie. She has a boyfriend name Steve. Steve asks Ben to take her to the dance and he really didn’t know why but I still thought about it. Stephanie asks Ben was he was supposed to take her to the dance and he didn’t agree with her boyfriend. So, he drops the conversation and left. Later in the movie, they went to a party and these dickheads starts with Ben and his friend. They got into a brawl. In school, people call them the Chinese Mafia. They get a lot of respect now since the fight broken off.

     In conclusion, it is set in a suburban community, it is about good kids who study hard to go to college, but they really don’t know what lies ahead. They’re good kids who are experimenting with drinking, partying, and they take these elements to explore their identity. Ben and his friends are cool until they did a crime that they didn’t mean to do.  So, everybody went their own way and try to do something with their life. After all, no one still knows what happen to Steve.

My community is cool. It has good and bad people. I live across the street from the park. People have cookouts, games or picnics. There’s has been a problem in my community and they don’t like to follow the state rules. I’m almost as a adult and I act like a complete ass and I don’t like to follow the rules. So, I have 10 unwritten rules they must follow. My rules will change the world because kids can express their selves in many ways now. We can have fun and fool around. My rules are fun and people will enjoy them. My first rules are kids under 12 do not have a curfew because they are old enough to make their own choice.

My second rule is adult can have their license for the rest of their life. They do not need to get it renewed or if they had lost their license, they can drive without one or choose to drive with one. My third rule is all kids do not have to do homework before they go out to party. Kids need to enjoy fun and get toast. My fourth rule is everybody must wear different color of polo shirts because so we can recognize who’s from different neighborhood. My fifth rule is everybody must wear boots with jeans that matches their polo gear, such as light or dark blue jeans. When you’re wearing polo from where I’m from, your jeans have to look neat and match the whole gear. No skinny legs allow!

 My sixth rule is everybody must get a job so they can provide for their family and they must have a resume with all important info on it. Seventh rule is all female must let boys touch their butt and they must like it or they can’t come out of the room for a week. The eighth rule is all men and boys must give their girlfriend/wife a Valentine’s Day gift and every event that appear for females.

My ninth rule is all policemen cannot arrest young teens for been drunk or high. We like to have some fun and policemen do not have to work on Fridays and Saturdays. My last and final rule is to have fun. I’m a fun person and I like seeing everyone having a good time. If I don’t see anyone having fun, they must leave my community and go to another community. My rules are simple. Just follow them and your life will be fun.

     My second rule is adult can have their license for the rest of their life. They do not need to get it renewed or if they had lost their license, they can drive without one or choose to drive with one. My third rule is all kids must do homework before they go out to party. Kids need to stay focus and concentrate in school work. My fourth rule is everybody must wear different color of polo shirts because so we can recognize who’s from different neighborhood.  My fifth rule is everybody must wear boots with jeans that matches their polo gear, such as light or dark blue jeans.

     My sixth rule is everybody must get a job so they can provide for their family and they must have a resume with all important info on it. Seventh rule is all female must let boys touch their butt and they must like it or they can’t come out of the room for a week. The eighth rule is all men and boys must give their girlfriend/wife a Valentine’s Day gift and every event that appear for females.

     My ninth rule is all policemen cannot arrest young teens for been drunk or high. We like to have some fun and policemen do not have to work on Fridays and Saturdays. My last and final rule is to have fun. I’m a fun person and I like seeing everyone having a good time. If I don’t see anyone having fun, they must leave my community and go to another community. My rules are simple. Just follow them and your life will be fun.

Sometimes, the society, in some humans is always about being rich. That affects individuals because growing up, some people didn’t have anything. I really don’t like when rappers raps about their bling bling. But years later, they don’t have anything. To me personally, I think that’s funny because they tease us. Look at M.C. Hammer, he couldn’t be touch, but now his money is touch and gone. Sad, but ridiculous.

The social values that are present in individuals are products of informal social control. It’s like an exercise by a society without rules. I watch a lot of television, so I need to know these things about what been happen to people. Society betrays bad image of people.   People don’t like to be judge by others. For example, when I see those built men in the magazines, I want to look like them because people call me skinny. I work out now so I can stay fit, not built. I don’t pay attention to no one opinion unless I ask for one.

In conclusion, I think society affects individuals’ success in life because you can be focus purely on your own ambition and gains and out of nowhere, society will be affected somehow once your ambitions is unrealistic and unorganized .  Society can affect people from getting a job. Sometimes, it because of race, gender or tattoos. That shouldn’t be the reason; as long you know everything, that’s fine. On the other hand, a society problem affects individuals, as in women, age or culture.  Our society can get better only if people stop judging each other and  keep everything on a positive attitude.

“Where is Dr. Disaster” said Dr. Laugh Fool. I heard now he’s very big, strong and always getting people sad by using his “SadK-9”. His weakness is being happy. He wears a black and red suit and has a helmet. Why the hell you need? Maybe because he use to drive on the yellow bus. Me, I’m tall, powerful, smart, ripped, and try to save the world with my “Foolish Laser13”. I wear a powerful suit to protect myself from sadness. My weakness is being sad. I HATE SEAFOOD! He like a shrimp irritates me a lot that I swell up.
 I chose this superhero and power because I like to see people enjoying their life and no sadness being allowed. He goes around and attack people with his weapon, making people sad. On day, I was walking by myself. I see people enjoying their selves. “Hi Mr. Fool” said a kid from the block. He tells me that his mom been sad lately and he don’t know what wrong. So, I walk him over and ask her “Are you ok Ms. Banks”? said Mr. Fool. She wouldn’t talk to me; no body. So, I went home and did some research on why are people sad lately.

 Later, my professor, Dr. Hilarious did the research and found that there’s a man going making people sad. His name is  Dr. Disaster. I had to stop him. My professor made me a suit from protection. This suit was so tight that my areas were yelling. I needed a suit fast before day-light. Awhile, I hop in my Hilarious Mobile that goes invisible at night. So, I waited for him to come around the neighborhood to start trouble. I wait for 32 minutes. He finally shows up….. I smell sadness coming.
 He showed up on the yellow bus. I knew something was wrong with him. I shouted out “What happen, your license was taken”? said Dr. Laugh Fool. He tries using his bad jokes so I can get mad. Everything was getting dark. “What going on” said Dr. Laugh Fool.  Dr. Laugh Fool was a bit scared but he tries to face him before it’s too late. It was time to end this sadness.  We began to settle like gentleman. Fight!

“Slap”! He slaps me. “Now, you’re my bitch”. Punch! Boom! He fell and tries to uses his SadK-9. “Now, watch I roll punk”! He tries to hit me with weapon. So I pull out mines. “I roll hard”! I tried to hit him with my Foolish Laser13. “Shit, I miss”! 2 hours later, he gets tired. This is my chance. I use my FoolishLaser13 and attack him with it. “I told your mom do not put you on that bus. Look at you; you crazy”. He dies. I save the world thanks to my weapon. Everybody was happy and thanking me for saving the neighborhood. The boy came to me and said “my mom is happy again. Thanks Dr. Laugh Fool”! That’s how I roll…..
 

Later that day, I went back to the office and my professor gave me some more information about Dr. Disaster. “Yeah, about that fight….”said professor. “ I kick his butt” said Dr. Laugh Fool. He tells me that my worst enemy I was fighting was my little brother. “What the hell you talking about Dr. Hilarious”?  said Dr. Laugh Fool. He told me that we both have the same mother and father.
 My parents put him up for adoption  and he ran away. He was born as Tyrell Walton, July 7, 1991. “So you telling me that he was that boy that was in my first grade class were my brother”? said Dr. Laugh Fool. “Yes” said Professor Hilarious. I was devastated. Well, at least, I saved the world and I won’t meet any more sadness in the world!

Martin L. King fought for equal rights for black and white people to get along and join hands as he speaks. He did many things such as protest and give speeches, one very famous speech Dr. King gave was ” I Have a Dream”.  People in different cultures prays different ways because they don’t pray to the same God. But either way, I still think we equal because  God made us equal but gave us  different passions about different things and personalities.  Me, for an example, people tease me because of my speech.

 All through my school years, everybody kept teasing me because I talk funny. They say “Why you talk like that”?  I just sit there and still trying to think what they talking about.  In my elementary school, I went to this class called Speech Class. Maybe 5-7 people were in it. I didn’t see what was the problem until  my speech teacher, Mr. O, told me to pronounce the word “three”.  I notice that I can’t pronounce words that begins with   a “th” in front of it.

 Later, I cry to my mom and told her that I can’t talk so I don’t want to go back to school no more. She  told me “The hell what they say boy, you going to  school”.   At that time, I didn’t know what being equal or the same  mean at the time. I believe I were equal to everybody because just because I talk funny doesn’t mean I don’t have any knowledge.

 In Conclusion, people who think that other that have a little  mental problem is not the same or equal is wrong.  They’re smart and we you say bad things to them, their feelings get hurt. So people need to think about the meaning of equal and  how it overcome our society.

 Later, they went to their friend house and I wanted to come. So I ask “Can I come”? They said “Naw (mean No), you too young”. I was pissed. But that’s still not the reason why they didn’t want me to join. His brother was 12, so why I couldn’t come? Maurice was taller than me and Daniel were muscleman and a little taller. I was only 4’10. I was so mad because I’m really wanted to hang out with them.
 
 I started to smoke weed and black in mild at the age of 12 or 13 years old. I never knew how cool I was until I gotten real high. We all had the munchies and having a good time. Later in the year, I stop smoking all that stuff because I  didn’t know that 40% of your memory goes away. I’m still hanging in there until….

 In 2003, we had made a group called K.O.S. I can’t tell you what the name mean because it’s crazy. It’s a group that do bad stuff. I wanted to be part of it. So, I had to do  bad stuff to join the group. Well, I did it. I ask myself was it worth it all the time. I say to myself yes because I wanted to part of something.  After awhile, they told me that they didn’t want me in the group no more because they say I’m not tough material.  They kept me out by giving me all these excusing about the group needs. So I said “ I don’t care. Ya’ll just a bunch of pot heads”. They were mad because what I said but it’s true.

I was hanging out with my old friends again. They were happy to see me back and focus in school. I still talk to them. We laugh about it now but that wasn’t the way I wanted to go in life. I just wanted to be cool, not a fool.   Being cool is being yourself. To be cool  is to be confident, unique and on friendly terms with everyone. There’s no reason you can’t be like yourself.

          My dad, on the other hand, has 3 girls. Well he does have 2 sons but they’re older than me, so yes I have brothers. We get angry when we talk about each other moms’ and dads’.  On my mom side, I busted on my sister dad all the time. My older sister dad own a church in South Philly. My dad work in Thomas Jefferson Hospital as a custodial. So we compare our dad. She said her dad owns a church, have cars and have a big house. I on the other hand, really don’t give a damn. At least he makes money.

          They all try to gang up on me. I don’t social with my sister on my dad side, so I just tease my other sister. My sister Tanisha, call her my twin because we look just alike, she get mad when they come at me. She gets the cursing; just snapping. We all different as family but different from fathers. We talk about each other skin tone. You know kids stuff. I have a dark skin sister, two light skin sister and one brown skin sister.

          I compare me and my light skin little sister, Desiree dad to mines. He’s Muslim and my dad Christian. I ask her “how’s your dad Muslim and he eats pork?” She het mad and say “how’s your dad Christian and he drink?”  We battle each other all day long, non-stop.

.   We all were born in North Philly and have different fathers. That’s the only thing different.

 Now he’s very big, strong and always getting people sad by using his “SadK-9”. His weakness is being happy. He wears a black and red suit and has a helmet. Why the hell you need? Maybe because he use to drive on the yellow bus. Me, I’m tall, powerful, smart, ripped, and try to save the world with my “Foolish Laser13”. I wear a powerful suit to protect myself from sadness. My weakness is being sad. I HATE SEAFOOD! He like a shrimp irritates me a lot that I swell up.

I chose this superhero and power because I like to see people enjoying their life and no sadness being allowed. He goes around and attack people with his weapon, making people sad. On day, I was walking by myself. I see people enjoying their selves. “Hi Mr. Fool” said a kid from the block. He tells me that his mom been sad lately and he don’t know what wrong. So, I walk him over and ask her “Are you ok Ms. Banks”? She wouldn’t talk to me; no body. So, I went home and did some research on why are people sad lately.

            Later, my professor, Dr. Hilarious did the research and found that there’s a man going making people sad. His name is Dr.Disater. I had to stop him. My professor made me a suit from protection. This suit was so tight that my areas were yelling. I needed a suit fast before day-light. Awhile, I hop in my Hilarious Mobile that goes invisible at night. So, I waited for him to come around the neighborhood to start trouble. I wait for 32 minutes. He finally shows up….. I smell sadness coming.

          He showed up on the yellow bus. I knew something was wrong with him. I shouted out “What happen, your license was taken”? He said “Your mama”. He tries using his bad jokes so I can get mad. Everything was getting dark. “What going on” said Dr. Laugh Fool. “I’m about to make you so sad that you will grow old with your mama”. It was time to knock him out. Slap! He slaps me. “Now, you’re my bitch”.  Punch! Boom! He fell and tries to uses his SadK-9.  “Now, watch I row punk”!

He tries to hit me with weapon. So I pull out mines. “I roll hard”! I tried to hit him with my Foolish Laser13.  “Shit, I miss”!  2 hours later, he gets tired. This is my chance. I use my FoolishLaser13 and attack him with it. “I told your mom do not put you on that bus. Look at you; you crazy”.  He dies. I save the world thanks to my weapon. Everybody was happy and thanking me for saving the neighborhood. The boy came to me and said” my mom is happy again. Thanks Dr. Laugh Fool”! That’s how I roll…..

            Later that day, I went back to the office and my professor gave me some more information about Dr. Disaster. “Yeah, about that fight….”said professor. “ I kick his butt” said Dr. Laugh Fool.  He tells me that my worst enemy I was fighting was my little brother. “What the hell you talking about Dr. Hilarious”?  He told me that we both have the same mother and father. He was born as Tyrell Walton, July 7, 1991. “So you telling me that he was that boy that was in my first grade class were my brother”? said Dr. Laugh Fool. “Yes” said Professor Hilarious. I was devastated. Well, at least, I saved the world and I won’t meet any more sadness in the world!