This essay tells of what it was like to grow up black iiin brooklyn. He tells of running from others, and hiding. I found it interesting on how he was passive about all this. I dont think i would be, i mean its not an easy life.

This essay was not that bad. Though I was hoppingfor reall m’s, i guess i will have to deal. I thought it was interssting how students  tend to skip class, as i would never do such a thing…. Any who, it was a good essay.

Comrade Rene

This is a blog, nothing important. I will not write about my  nor will i write about cheese. I will write about the fact that what i think of good is often quite not good. hahaha, no i will use my brain power to wright about the average quail. Quails do not live around here, as it is not the right climate. Quails are found in the Dakotas, and are over hunted. Here, quails are often mistaked for partridge. Quails are quite diffrent from partridge, as quails are quite colorful and long, and slender with long sharp looking talis. I hope we can now all agree that quails do not live (naturally) around here, and that cheese is quite well on crackers.

Comrade, Rene