My first prospective "client" sought me out on my third day in Unit 29. His wife wanted a divorce.

“I was extra careful to pay attention to the other black boys sitting inside […] I studied their postures and their screwfaces, the unlaced purple and turquoise Filas on their feet, their mannerisms […] These boys would never be singled out and dissed the way I had been. I decided I wanted whatever it was that protected them”

A lack of self-awareness tended the narrator’s life to seem frustrating and compelling to the reader. This lack often led him to offer generalizations about ““colored” people” without seeing them as human beings. He would often forget his own “colored” roots when doing so. He vacillated between intelligence and naivete, weak and strong will, identification with other African-Americans and a complete disavowal of them. He had a very difficult time making a decision for his life without hesitating and wondering if it would be the right one.

“Well, I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be, you understand I’m, I’m (not) prejudice or racial or whatever. Ah, they’ve always given the ah, slut : : : smut jobs : : : because they would do it. Then they stopped, they stopped doing. Ah, welfare system got to be very, very easy. And I’m not saying all, there’s many, many white people on welfare that shouldn’t be. But if you take the percentage in the tri-city country area, you will nd that the majority are white, but all you see is the black people on welfare, but it’s a graduation up: : : Thirty years ago they started it and they continued it, and they

“Being the token Negro was something I was never entirely comfortable with. I was the only black kid in my fifth-grade class at P.S. 138 in the then all-white enclave of Rosedale, Queens.”

(quietly) "You're going to stay here" "You're going to stay here and see it through with the rest of us" "If you went, I'd have you shot- for deserting" A menacing character is brought out here who is emotionless.

A letter from a father to his son, in a time many black men are considered absent fathers, Ta-Nehisi Coates writes the truth of black America and the problems racism has caused, “Race is the child of racism, not the father” (7). Reminiscent of James Baldwin’s letter written to his 15- year-old nephew, The Fire Next Time, Coates to write his own letter giving fatherly advice in hopes his son does not become another mishandled black body. He does not hold back the truth that black men are killed by those who have sworn to protect, with little hope of justice for those who have met an untimely end.

I have learned from this that when I become a lawyer in the future I would do everything to defend my client and do the right thing but in a right way.

Throughout the story the narrators tone is very insecure. “I buried my head in her lap and blurted out: 'Mother, mother, tell me, am I a nigger?'" (Johnson 798) The narrator first questions his racial identity while reveling some hypocrisy after realizing that he mocked another child for being African American. Learning that neither he nor his mother are considered white. It opens a door for the Narrator, a door of confusion and ideals that mixed and prodded its way into a unique mind set. "He is forced to take his outlook on all things, not from the viewpoint of a citizen, or a man, or even a human being, but from the viewpoint of a colored man." Knowing the struggles of both racial sides he still felt the oppression and restraints that bound him to African Americans where as he had the ability to pass as a white

My informant is Thad Spiewak, Senior Case Analyst at Craven Correctional Institution. I met Mr. Spiewak through Ms. Tammie Stocks, the Assistant Director of Programs for Craven Correctional Institution, when I toured the facility after expressing my interest in pursuing a career

“Sir, I have some stuff you surely will be disappointed to hear, however I hope you will understand.”

Consequently, there is a powerful and depressing theme in “The Story of O.J.” which attacks the idea of black content being under white control head-on. To further express this, Jay-Z uses a line from the O.J. Simpson TV miniseries called "The People v. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story," in which the famous arrested football stated from behind bars: "I'm not black. I'm O.J.” with Jay-Z, skeptical replied “okay”. He might have responded that way because Simpson, like many other prominent African-American figures who have made it, have wrongly thought that his or her owns success would exempt them from the reality of racially discrimination in America. Jay-Z compares this narrow minded mentality to drug dealers risking their lives over corners that they don’t even own, and athletes who turn their back on their community when they make it big and to rappers who sign away control of their careers to big names who like Warner Bros who once, engaged in the production of cartoons with racial stereotypes

“The boss turned on George. “Then why don’t you let him answer?” “What you trying to put over?” Obviously wouldn’t you get suspicious? At this point if I was George I would shut my mouth wish for the best. Since I am not him this was not the case. As the questions persisted the more their boss got further skeptical. “Sayㅡwhat you sellin’?” “Huh?” “I said what stake you got in this guy? You takin’ his pay away from him?” “No course I ain’t. Why ya think I’m sellin’ him out?” “Well, I never seen one guy take too much trouble for another guy. I just like to know what your interest is.”

He responded, "No, actually I don't. I don't want to manage a hundred employees. It's not what I want."

"Forced into this..?" he spoke under his breathe. It wasn't anything new to hear a mafia make a innocent man do their dirty work, in fact, if what he was saying

My name is Amos Antoine, and currently, I work at Saint Leo University. I am working on obtaining a degree in criminal justice, and roughly about a year left to graduate. Because English is my second language, therefore, I became interested in literature, and I look forward to learning from this class as well improving in creative writing.