Pablo Escobar Monologue

It was mid-morning when I pulled up to school, still wondering if I made the right decision by enrolling. Instead of feeling calm, cool, and collected the only thing arriving early did was increase the feeling of impending doom. My mind was racing a mile a minute. Am I going to be able keep up to the bright minds fresh out of high school? It was time to find out.

As we pulled up to the massive elementary school building, I begged my mom to let me stay home from school, just once. As usual, she said no. Realizing my attempt to get out of school was futile, I shouldered my backpack, swung open the door, and trudged over to the front door. I would rather be anywhere else than here. For the majority of my life, I attended public schools. It wasn’t rare for me to fail a test or even a whole class. It was because of these failures that I would get even more demotivated and threw away the idea of working hard or completing quality work altogether.

Reporter stated the following: He (Brycion) is the victim. He was asleep in the bed and woke up. He (Ben) was hunting him. He said he found me and took a whole of my man part. The mother got involved because she told Ben to leave. He did not say if the mom called the police because Ben left. This happened last night. He told Dr. Brumfield this morning he had to tell her something. He was then brought into my office. When we questioned him he said Ben drives a vehicle. He said Ben stays at home and is not in school. We have not called the mom because she will come at 9 for IEP meeting. We will talk to the mom at the meeting. If the mom does not show up for the meeting we will call her. It sounded like this is the first time this has happened.

As future alumni, of Emmerich Manual High School, going on the fourth year here, I have an abundance, and variety of memories. Undoubtedly, the incomparable memory I have, was the day I realized I had found the diamond in the rocks. In the course of my sophomore year, one of my teachers motivated me by saying; “You’re selling yourself short, and turning in hogwash to get by.” The following day these words were regurgitated over and over in my head. While enduring this repetitive selection of words, I registered everyone I was surrounded by were also being navigated by almost the same words. Subsequently we all joined in on a healthy academic competition. We hustled each other, and continue to do so; my friends became my ‘saving grace’ this day. Regardless of this experience, Manual was not always a great place to go to school. Essentially Manual could have been considered a zoo by anyone who read, Matthew Tully’s 2012 book, Searching for Hope. Tully’s book details a school that contained students with academic apathy, violent action, and crippling attendance. These students demolished many opportunities that Manual yearned to present to the students. While Manual today resembles Tully’s Manual in the way some students maintain the prior students’ characteristics,

When I knocked on alfonso's door a older lady with orange hair and wrinkles came up and answered the door.

I've dealt with his bs n mine for years and I wouldn't have stuck up for shit if it weren't for the fact that people bash the unknown, so as far as you go, maybe, just maybe you're the crackhead jumping to conclusions. I didn't fully say he wasn't in the wrong, I never said the girl that night didn't set him up, cuz in my heart, she fuxkin did. But for you to fuckin call me shit ncbash me or my family, grow the fuxk up or why don't u say ur petty bs to my face bitxh?! Cuz I can say now I'm clean, I've got kids to worry about and take care of.. And also, if u read, I've been gone from him for over 9+yrs... Go fuck

Understanding personally that parents are consciously aware of the horrors of drug addiction; with determination and an education about the problems they’re facing parents can and will make a difference in their child’s life. The necessity for incarceration for drug addict can be a necessary step in the recovery process. At some point the addict must realize that his/her perception of control is flawed, and their ability to make rational judgements for

I’d like to tell this to my peers. To tell them that our lives do not have to be defined by our grade point averages. By the letters on our varsity jackets. By the “troublemaker” prophecies that have been fulfilling themselves since elementary

I was born in the same town that I live in now, Jacksonville, AL. I grew up a farm girl and attended Pleasant Valley High School. In high school, I participated in all activities the school had to offer. I was a cheerleader and a Student Government officer. I played volleyball, basketball and softball. While I appeared to be your typical “bow-head,” with permed blonde hair, there was a huge difference between me and other “bow-heads” because I had access to strong teacher-leaders.

The Psychodynamic View suggests that those with substance abuse problems have strong dependency issues that can be traced to their early years. They also directly suggest that when parents fail to provide nurturance, love, and stability, which this can urge the child to find other means to provide these items as they grow. Drugs can provide a means for comfort, even if only temporary and they can provide a source of constant companionship in the mind of a substance abuser. In the case of this book, he describes drugs as being his way to stop thinking about his mother and father, and even though he did not like the anxiety and constant need for them, they were his "companion" and never let him down.

In 10th grade I transferred from Edmund Burke, a small progressive private school, to Wilson High School, the largest public high school in DC. It was a huge adjustment and totally screwed up my academic progression in math. At Burke one took Algebra I, Algebra II, and then Geometry. But at Wilson one took Geometry between Algebra I and II. Taking Geometry in 10th grade at Wilson would have stuck me firmly in the second lowest academic track for math. Although this was my - and by extension my mom’s - first encounter with tracking, my mom – and I by extension - knew that placement in a lower academic track could potentially detriment my future academic success. My mom knew this because she was highly educated, because she was involved in my academic life, and because her friends were fellow affluent parents. In other words, she knew how to successfully navigate tracking because she was part of the culture of power. And so I persuaded the Wilson administration to allow me to take Honors Pre-Calculus, in 10th grade because I had the cultural capitol to do so (Delpit,

The story of Ben and Juan It was 1939 when it all happened. German troops came in and invaded Poland. All the Jews were captured by the German troops. Me and Ben were only 18 when it happened.

Nervous, yes so dreadfully nervous I have been sitting here buying my time to get out of this corroding, treacherous, and monstrous hell of a cell that i have called home for too many a night. But first let's start at the beginning shall I.

To any passer we looked like a trio heading to the beach, trying to find release from the suffocating, Florida humidity. The two in front looked remarkably similar; tan, tall with sharp jawlines and dirty blond hair. The girl was showing off her thin physique, in a crop tops and booty short, with her short hair tied back in a baby pony tail. The boy looked like an Abercrombie and Fitch model, from the perfectly sculpted hair that he put hours into, and name brand khaki shorts. They appeared as if they were in a sibling tiff. The girl trailing behind, was the shortest, with a milky complexion, and her flaming red hair tied up in a bun to keep of her neck. This was the first time she’s seen them since the move which was a year ago, and they

Pablo Escobar had a great impact on drug trade to the U.S. in the 1980s. How he got into cocaine, how he smuggled, it shows and how he was brought down.