Youth Skolas’ Slam Bios from Everette Middle School
AJ
God of Writing
In my neighborhood there
Are mostly black people and
Other color people
I like to taste Chinese
Food in my neighborhood
I mostly smell garbage because
There is a big garbage
Can across from my apartment
I mostly touch forks because
I eat.
I hear talking because my
Parents and neighbors talk
My name is AJ
I live on a small street
In San Francisco
I struggle with taking care of my sister
Tyler R. Moore
Red strawberry smells like poop
Feels like a cat hears like rustled
Leaves, I’m from San Francisco also from Trinidad and
Tobago, from L.A., Compton, Inglewood
I’m from Arkansas; I’m black, and white, Spanish. I am from James-
Town and Inhalls also from HP.
I struggled with violence.
Ezequiel Mendoza
Black and orange.
Juice.
Pizza.
iPhone 5.
Dogs barking.
EzequielMendoza.
I am from Mexico.
San Francisco.
Mexican.
I struggle with math.
D-boy
Green
Good food
Nature
Soft \noises
Name: comes from a family with D’s and juniors (but I’m the second one to be both a junior and a D).
Places where
You are born
Mexico
Struggle: getting money
Xzavion Jimmons
Green, blue, gold, and black
Pizza
Donuts
Spikes
People yelling
Xzavio Jimmons
San Francisco
Taking care of my little brother
I am black
Armando
Anaranjado
Pizzza
Rosas
iPhone5
Pajaros
Armando
Yo soy de Guatemala
Guatemala/San Francisco
Chapin
Me esta costando aprender Ingles
Moe Money
Red and gold
Pizza
Roses
iPhone5/Moe Money
Banking
Moe Money
I am from Mexico/San Francisco
I was raised in Mexico and San Francisco
I struggle with language arts
Royel Edwards
Gold
Fries Chicken
Chicken
Food
Water
Yorel
I am from San Francisco
I was born in San Francisco
I am black and white
I struggle with reading
Gabby
Yellow
Tamales
Flower
Dogs
Guitar
Mexico
Remahn Davis AKA Ray
Slam Bio
Ravishing red like the
Blood in my veins
Tasting the peppers I’m
I’m so much pain.
Smelling the poo like
My life is in. Touching
My chest trying to fill
In the happiness. My
Life is sometime life a
Monkey because what I
See is what I do.
I’m black and I’m
Proud of And I been
Through so much and
I don’t want to go
Back. I’m from the street
Where things happen
And people pretend they
Don’t see. I struggle
With my life but
All I can do is fight fight. Fight.
Life
Guess what people life
Been hell for me cause
I have no mommy
I have been through
So much pain I’m
Surprised I haven’t
Cracked. Sports is what
I got. No parents
No blood. Losing my
Family was like losing
A leg because I can’t
Walk alone or walk
On my own. I see
So much I barely can
Speak but when I do
Hell breaks loose. I
Can’t stand here and
Be your friend because
What I’m going through I don’t
Think you can go to
The end.