The Day My Nephew was Born

The Day My Nephew was Born    

By: Kay 

           Why? Why? Why? I don't understand. I thought she wasn't due for like another week. I don't want to go to school tomorrow, I want to go see my nephew. I asked, but mami said NO. I am a good student, I can catch up with my work another day. I want to just hold him. I wish it was morning already. Why? Why? Why? I need to stay out of my head. I need to get some sleep. I'll see my nephew after school. I will finally get to hold him. Good night my wondering soul till morning breaks.
            The Middle of the night on March 24th my brother called my moms phone panting because my sister-in-law went into labor but the baby isn't positioned right to come out, so the doctors had her wait and wait and wait in agony. I sat in my grandma's room thinking what will happen? Will the baby be all right if he comes too soon? What will happen to Lizzy? Is everyone going to be okay? (pause). Everyone was freaking out for this purpose of it being hours since her water broke and nothing is being done yet.
             After a short period of time on the phone my mom finally calls my grandma to tell us what was going on, She tells us "Lizzy is in the hospital." i start pacing back and forth speaking frantically even though I already knew what was going on, the surprise came to me hearing my mom tell me "Lizzy is in the hospital" words replay in my head scenario after scenario. I calm down some and ask "Is the baby okay? She isn't due yet. Why is she there?", Ma tells me to relax and says "Yes the baby is fine, Lizzy water broke not to long ago, she's going into labor, they just waiting on the baby to be positioned properly." I reply "Isn't that bad, she wasn't due for about two more weeks, is the waiting harming the baby? Whats going to happen to the baby if he's born to early?" Immediately I hand up, jump out of bed like a kangaroo and race down the stairs to my moms room like a lion chasing after its prey.
            Meanwhile after i hang up my mom is back on the phone with my brother. I can hear the similarity in his voice as in mine, how frantically we both was speaking, you can hear he was nervous, you can hear his voice cracking and sounding shaky through the phone. Likewise I start getting worried because its now been an hour and still nothing has changed and you can hear the difference in my brothers voice, I haven't heard him this worried in so long its terrifying, I wish I was there holding his hand telling him everything will be alright. I then ask my mom "can we go to the hospital. I want to be there now for boobie" she says "NO! you got school in the morning." I give her a long hard gaze as if i was watching the night sky and say "really your going to make me go to school, when you know i wanted to be there for my nephews birth and to support my brother."  she tells me "goodnight."
             I temporarily pause before replying, I sit there and think before speaking because I knew if i was to say anything stupid i wasn't going to go to the hospital. After I processed what I was going to say I replied as gently as possible "Your not going to answer my question." she replies aggressively " i"m not discussing this with you goodnight, you have school in the morning." I then say " wow. whatever." and walks back upstairs to my grandma's room, looks at her then jump into my bed in a mountly manner and say to my grandma " your daughter is so .... ugh, i cant deal with her at this time, she can be such a....." my grandma stops me and tells me " think before you finish that" I laugh and say "I wasn't going to say what you think, I was about to say she can be such a pain sometimes."
we both laugh.  
            Therefore i drift slowly into a deep sleep thinking about the afternoon I'm out of school. Shortly after i fall asleep I hear my alarm in a faint distance, I look at the time and think, are you serious i felt like i slept for half an hour but its really been three hours, so much of a deep sleep wont you say. I slowly get out of bed and get ready for school, I was hoping my mom changer her mind about me having to go to school. I go downstairs to her room and she looks like she got no sleep, she tells me  "The baby was born this morning." I start to cry happy tears and ask " How is Lizzy and the baby doing?" she tells me "fine the baby is in the NIC-U, he's very preemie." I ask "when are we going to the hospital" she tells me "I will pick you up 20 mins early from school to beat some of the traffic so be ready close to 1:20" I look at her as I walk away and say "UGH!!" and then leave for school.
         On my way to school I listen to music and think about what I'm going to say to my nephew even though he don't speak yet. As time goes by I finally arrive at school, I look at the clock once I get there around 7 and think to myself few hours then I'm out of this hell hole. I try to make time go by faster than it was. Granted I had all my work done, I fall asleep in my last class from being up all night and get into a little trouble at first until I explained to my teacher I was extremely tired, I say "Sorry I fell asleep in your class I was up all night with my mom, brother and grandma trying to make sure my nephew was born okay, I finished all the work you gave out for today. I'm leaving in a little but I wanted to clear things up with you because I never fell asleep in this class before." My teacher  says " Its okay I understand, thank you for the clarification. Hence the fact I was leaving I didn't mind being in trouble for once in that class even though majority of the time I was in trouble in any of my other classes but that didn't matter at the moment I was about to leave.
         I pack up my stuff and walk to my admins office on my floor to tell him I was leaving and start to walk down to the main office. Waiting in the office I see my mother sitting there playing a game on her phone. Before she signs me out and we leave I message my brother to let him know where on our way. He gets happy and calls and say "glad your finally coming." I hang up and dash outside to the car not saying nothing to nobody when I was leaving school because all I was thinking about was seeing my handsome, lovable nephew.
          In a short period of time we arrive outside the hospital, I start shaking, speaking frantically. I was so nervous but happy. We walk in an check at the front desk. On our way up I ask "Ma what do I say" she looks at me and smiles, then says "whatever you want to say to him you can." Thereafter I meet my nephew for the very first time and just sit there holding him and laughing because of his little smile. I left the hospital later that day with a big smile of joy, hope and happiness, I couldn't have been any more happier because on that day my light and joy came into the world making March 25th the specialist day of all time. The day my nephew was born, is a day I never can forget.

     

What is wrong with the system

What is Wrong With the System
By: Kay Anderson

 On a day to day basis, many Americans see some kind of new information happening around the USA involving Police Brutality. Presently multiple police departments has at least one of there police officers on sabbatical leave until there pending case is dismissed. A variety of young Americans are scared to walk down the street alone, for they feel unsafe around cops that are suppose to be keeping the streets safe from criminals. In this editorial i will be proving that police around the USA abuse their powers in numerous situations that don't need it, thus as a community we need to find a way to stop this from continuing.

 Based on the  article "Want to be An Ally in the Fight Against Racism? Two teens show How It's done, evidence shows that in this situation Police Officers abuse their power. At a pool party in McKinney,Texas is an 'example that, that fight is by no mean over' A police officer decided that restoring order required him to pull to his gun on unarmed nonviolent teens wearing bathing suits. Perhaps the teens could have been getting loud with the cop, but regardless the cop had no right to pull out his gun at unarmed teens. 

A similar instance occurred in Philadelphia. According to the article "Tyree Carrol Beating Video Sparks Internal Investigation by Philadelphia Police" a twenty-two year old man (Tyree) was caught driving the wrong way down a one way street on his bike when he was stopped by the police. According to Police Carroll was found to have 5.3g of crack cocaine on him but footage of his arrest speaks otherwise on how the police handled the situation. In the footage of Tyree and the multiple Police officers you can hear one of them threatening to use a taser on Carroll even though Carroll was already on the ground blocking the punches coming at him from all the other Police officers while yelling out for his grandmother. Regardless of Carroll's possession of drugs the Police officers should not have abuse Carroll the way they did especially, when he was already on the ground when they was beating on him. 

However police around the USA use their power to help those they feel need protection from those that are affecting the community. According to the article "The Police were created to control working class and poor people not 'serve and protect' by Sam Mitani" In a most recent discussion of the recent police killings of unarmed black men, there is an underlying assumption that the police are supposed to protect and serve the population. That is, after all, what they were created to do. This liberal way of viewing the problem rests on a misunderstanding of the origins of the police and what they were created to do. 

In the meantime all as a community in order to get justice for what is going on, for all the blood shed of 635 citizens since January 1st 2015, in order to resolve this problem. We should speak out with unity, not protests against the problem but have one voice speak for everyone just like Martin Luther King did in '63'. The solution should be based on one voice speaking out for everyone using opinions and suggestions from everyone.

In conclusion, Police officers around the USA victimize American citizens in  multiple situations that don't involve them using their weapons.In particular of this  problem police officers should stop and think before taking actions, especially when it comes to minors. Attention to all victims parents my voice speaks on behalf of your fallen loved ones this needs to be stop.

The thing i enjoy least/most about writing is...

The thing i enjoy least about writing is having to show step by step on what your thinking and how you are suppose to format everything into the text. The thing i enjoy most about writing is getting limited option when I'm alone to just write down what i am feeling, how my day was an more. Writing always been apart of me because i use it to express myself when i don't have someone to talk to or even if i just want to write because, writing is easier than talking about what it is you can be stressing about.