Personal Narrative: Leave The Court

During my two days attending youth court I was in two separate courtrooms. The lay out of these courtrooms was fairly simple. There is a sitting area in each courtroom where individuals can be seated. The individuals seated in this area consisted of the accused parties, witnesses, family of the victims, offenders and general members of the public. There are two stands, one for the defense counsel and one for the crown attorneys. Each side also has a stand for possible accused

I was the sole public member here at this specific court, which made it seem a bit more daunting than usual. This court was probably where I had an awe moment for myself. The room was filled with marble and gold trimming everywhere. The official courtroom was carpeted with wood everywhere. The judge on duty, Honorable Alvin K. Hellerstein had not yet arrived when I was there. Outside the courtroom, counsels and attorneys are discussing and/or gossiping at the moment before the case starts. The atmosphere of this courtroom is exactly what I expected a courtroom to be like. This feeling was not met in the NY criminal and civil courts. One thing that was noticed was that there were zero court officers in the courtroom so far which seemed very odd, given the daunting nature of the whole room. The transcriber, more commonly known as the court reporter, arrived. The lack of my phone gives me no sense of time. It felt like I was there for about 5 minutes but it was more like ten to fifteen minutes had passed. There was an abnormal lack of modern feel, but certainly no lack of modern devices. The courtroom that I was in had several computers, which were equipped with some of the latest software made for them.

Get me out of here. I know something is about to happen, I feel it in my gut. It's a setup for failure, really. A party at an estranged house on the edge of the city full of nothing but intoxicated and incapacitated teens. Something is bound to go down. I started to think of ways to get out without just bluntly saying it.

It was my very first time ever attending a criminal court or a court in general for that matter. I have seen many television shows where I have seen many criminal trials and I was always very interested in watch them. I finally had the chance to observe an actual criminal court trial and it was far too different from what I expected. The courthouse itself was very busy and crowded downstairs in the main entrance, but as soon as I went up in the different floors each floor was very quiet I only saw very few people walk by or walk inside the court rooms. I had to go to six different floors of the building just to find a trail that was already in progress.

Okay so this one time i broke the law is when my friend had bought music and gave me it.I know now that that is the wrong thing to do and that i should not have done that. That hurts all of the artists but i won't do it again.I wil always check before doing anything that smells a little fishy. “Is it too late now to say sorry”.

I was on my way to prison for seven years and my question to myself was, how did I get so far out of control. Reality didn't actually hit to I was in the courtroom and got sentenced. Their was so many people to talk with on the outside that I refused to talk to. Now that I want to talk there has seem to be no one to trust with any information because it showed a sign of vulnerability in the prison atmosphere. It was a cellmate from time to time in which you got somewhat comfortable with but not in a trustworthy type way. Their was a lot of conversations within myself, in which you start to feel like you're going crazy. A voice called out to me and said, finally I got your attention. This was scary, but amazing at the same time. Who is it, I

When I was younger, I can remember my anticipation waiting in line with my family on a warm Sunday afternoon. There were lots of kids around us waiting to walk through the red gates and they seemed to be just as excited as my brothers and I were. When it was our turn at the gate I would stand on my tippy toes and peek my head over the counter to look into the small booth where the smiling lady stood. My face was hit with cool air from the air conditioning as I looked around. The nice lady always smiled and handed me sticker. On the sticker it read, “Fort Wayne Children’s Zoo” and had a lion and some zebras, along with other animals on it. I’d smile and press it onto my shirt. Then, I grab mommy or daddy’s hand and gleefully walk through the gates into the crowd of people.When I was little the Fort Wayne Zoo was a mystical place where I could travel all over the world in a single place, but as I grew up, I have realized that zoos are nothing but an animal jail where creatures are locked up so they never see their true roots or get to feel real natural instincts.

I done robbed the most niggaz for money like the NBA with tickets, I’m never telling lies

It was a clear September night the moon was big as it ever was and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was a friday night which means that the big game was on that night, everyone from around town will be attending this big event. I decide not to go and instead start partying before everyone else leaves the game. Me and my friends spent the night doing other activities besides going to the game, it started off simple with us playing Xbox. however, as the night progresses so did our activities. Eventually we are starting snorting and drinking every bottle given to us. We went to bed feeling high and drunk with not a car in the world. I woke up in the morning like i usually do but something was off i didn't feel good then it hit me.

If I may, allow me first to interject snippets of the past I feel that this will inevitably allow me to decisively relay my long-term goal. Surprisingly, even as a young child my aspirations of being a constitutional lawyer was of no secret. Further, I would surmise that hearing tapes of Martin Luther King, Jr.’s speeches, including the words “injustice anywhere, is a threat to justice everywhere” bolstered my intent. Incidentally, both of my parents where children of the era of sitting at the back of the bus, and being denied front door, or social function entrance.

On March 30th, 2016 I attended the court room of Judge Collin Long, the Pulaski Associate Circuit Judge of the 25th Judicial Circuit Court. I was there from 9 am to 11am and then again from 1pm to 3pm. During the day in the courtroom I found that court is much like the military, 99% of the time it is extremely mundane and 1% of the time it is eventful.

I hope that your inference that I did not have any legal experience was not an elitist assumption. I learned a long time ago that ignorance of the law is no excuse. The fact of the matter is (now) Congressman Elijah Cummings employed me to service as a paralegal in the law office of Cummings and Smith. I have also served as a legal assistant to Larry Gibson, Professor of evidence at the University of Baltimore, and partner of the law firm Shapiro and Orlando. However, one of my greatest experiences was serving as a paralegal with Mitchell, Mitchell, and Mitchell, the law office of Juanita Jackson Mitchell, a great civil rights leader, and the first African-American woman to practice law in the state of Maryland. She taught me the difference

I’m glad this week is free write. I need something to do that I don’t have to think about. The last couple of weeks have been difficult. Someone that was like a father to me, has been in my life for the last 25 years and took the role on of being a grandfather to my kids lost his battle to lung cancer on the 14th. It was unexpected, he got pneumonia, went in the hospital and was gone within 3 days. They are in Prescott, AZ and I’m in KC, MO so unfortunately I could not get there. My husband understands but my in-laws that live with us do not understand the relationship I have with my ex in laws so my grieving has had to be quiet and hidden. My son, who is 12, did ok the first few days and then it hit him that Grandpa Beet was gone, he

My interest in law is inseparable from my avid interest in sports. I am a sports enthusiast and a devout follower of all things baseball, basketball, football, and even soccer. The day I realized that my passion for sports could be coupled with a career in law is the day I came to know that I would set myself on a focused career path to attain my goal of becoming a sports attorney. Additionally, I have an interest in music law as well. My father has been in the music industry for forty years, and being around the industry for my entire life has definitely peaked my interest. The music industry is constantly changing, and it has been interesting to watch my father take on its evolving legal issues.

I just wanted people to know about my experience with Judicial Systems of Tyler, TX and what it has done for my county (Midland). I came into office 5 years ago and was given the software that they have used for years for the jury summons. I was new to the District Clerk’s office so I just figured that we have had to deal with this jury system that was that. I talked to clerks at conferences and they were having the same problems of no shows, bad addresses, exemptions and deaths. My old software company would pull the jury wheel and send it to the State to be reconstituted and then plug it back in. I had to rely on the State and the software company to make sure everything was taken care of, it was not and never was, for 5 years. When