thursday love

i love my shorties.
nuff said.
and that is mainly what this blog is about.
but in honor of 'things i love thursdays,
i would like to say that one of the
things i LOVELOVELOVE,
is my shorties' writing.
the following is a short story (no pun intended)
written by one of my brilliant, sweet, babies.

I was born in 1996 at University Hospital. I live in the community of Sandtown.
Sandtown is a great place but if people would stop killing and selling drugs it would be a better place.
I have been going to [Sandtown Academy] all my life. I even went to the pre-school!
Almost everybody who lives in Sandtown knows each other. Every weekend, almost every kid in the neighborhood plays football, “Catch One, Catch All”, or they just walk around. When you put them together, most of the people in Sandtown make one, big, happy person. The rest of the people make a grumpy person.
When someone dies, that everyone knows, they all go to the funeral.
I can’t even look at the news because most of the bad things that go on, happen in Sandtown.
I have experienced the sadness of a lot of killing. What people are not understanding is that the people they kill are really their brothers and sisters. And the other thing that people don’t get is that the bad drugs they are selling are also killing, or hurting, people. I just wish there weren’t any drug dealers and gangs.
On March 26, 2005, my brother, Jordan, was born. I want the best for my brother. I want him to be able to go outside and play without getting shot or seeing gangsters or drug dealers. I want my brother to go to school and stay in school. I want him to live a good life.
My teacher always tells me that I am going to be the mayor one day. Maybe I will. And then, maybe I can make the change that is necessary.


note: watch out for this shortie. he will be our first african-american president, unless someone older takes the job first!