This is from a paper that I had turned in from a student.  I have changed his name and not made corrections (except for those in which the meaning is altered):
        My name is Jonah. My family calls me Jared but my friends call me J.  I was born and raised in Hawaii, Honolulu.  I lived in the ghetto my home town called K.P.T. Hawaii.  [We] had a lot of Samoans, Hawaiians, Tongans, Figins, Tahiti, Aotenoes, Philopinoes, Chinese and Micronesian and chuckies. Every day was a new day. People gave thanks to God for a lot of things which is really good to do.  Not all wa good in my whole family use to be in gangs like my brother, he's in a gang still yet.  I still have a lot of cousins in gangs.  My my brothers pastor Jerry used to be in a gang S.O.S , sons of somoa. We all had problems SOS was a little gang now it rew in Cali, Hawaii, Samoa, New York, all over the states.  When I was in 4th grade that's when I joined the gang called y.s.  young scrapers.  Scrapers mean fighters.  I been in a lot of gang fights breaking things. It was life to me.  Every night I sneak out to meet up with the gang.  It was only samoan's and Hawaiians and Micronesians in the gang.  Then I moved to a different gang when I was in 6th grade.  I was in the gang called P.Y.G, parcrype young ganstahs, all that was until I was in 7th grade.  We stole a lot of things and fight a lot but right when I heard from my family I'm coming up to Alaska, then I was mad. i moved up here in Alaska and liked it.  I changed my life up here. No more fights, I changed a lot and gave my life to God and doing good.  That is my story.
Photoessay
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I am busy on grad school applications (eesh!) but I wanted to share what is 
both a beautifully done, but also deeply troubling photo essay. Child labor 
sti...
15 years ago
 
 
 
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