Midterm

Doing the skit with my group, bought me back memory. I remember Growing up, me as the youngest child of a refugee family, had to be the stunt boy. Since my parent didn’t have a job living off SSI, welfare and foods tamp, collecting Cans was what we did as and every living. Me being the stunt boy had to climb hella shit, from trashcans; over fences anywhere we spotted a can. During this time I was only like in elementary so I though it was normal cuz I seen hella other people doing it. So during free time me and my lil cosine would walk around to find cans our self so we can get make some money, we be on mission walking around the street, sometime even had to jump over people house to steal there, we was like young husler recycle enough can to buy a bike. Collect can was like a fun thing to do back in day Now thinking about I felt embarrass for even doing that, But what can I said coming from the ghetto there wasn’t much out there for the youth.

But back to the subject about the midterm, All I can say was it was helllllla Dope, because I never did something like that before for a class project. We didn’t just have fun we inform the people about some real shit, put out or voice telling them about the thing that was going on in our community, the march show the people what self determination is all about.


Phon Chanthanasak