Thursday, May 19, 2011

Once a King, Always a King

When he started to talk about the gangs around his neighbor hood and how it was viewed by others I understood why so many kids join gangs. In his case hw was abused and some what neglected by his family. He like many others saw the gnags as more than just claiming colors or holding down a block it was family. That was something he longed for, for people to actually care for him and want him around. He felt for the first time in his life, loved.
As time went on and he got more involved he realized gangs weren't families. It became clear to him when one of his guys violated the gangs laws by snorting coke. His punishment was a three minute violation head to toe. Then another day some other guy was order on S.O.S. meaning shoot on sight. The reason for it was because they gang speculated that he was selling drugs without their permission. So that's when he finally opened his eyes. An actual family wouldn't turn their backs on you with a blink of an eye.

Once a King, Always a King, The Making of a Latin King

This book was very interseting. From the moment I picked it up i was hooked. He starts off by describing his chilodhood memories which consisted of being molested by his uncle and being physically abused by his mothers boyfriends. It was pretty clear to me that his up bringing was far from normal. When I began getting further into just the first chapter I realized it was no wonder he restorted to gang life.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Child Called It



As I continued to read on I thought a lot about how this was affecting him mentally. I tried to put my self in his position but it was difficult for me to even imagine being verbally abused at the level he was. I knew that there definitely had to be damage that could affect him in years to come. One thing that crossed my mind was depression. I figured if the person who brought you into this world could treat you like shit, then how valuable could you feel.
I looked into statistics and learned that many children raised in an abusive home are more likely than not, to raise their kids in the same environment. They grow to raise their kids the same way because that’s what they were taught. I feel its saddening to hear just how bad some people have. To me it helps me realize that I have it made compared to many others. (Below is a link on depression symptoms.)

A Child Called It

As I've been reading this book, everything my friends and teachers have told me is true. So far David Pezzler has gone into detail about his life before abuse. His family seemed like any typical house hold. He talked about how his dad would be working and his mom would do the typical household chores. She always made plans and vacations for when his dad would return home from work.
Then he went into how it all changed. His mom began verbally abusing him, blaming him for things like her marriage. She would always make him feel like she didn't love him because she wouldn't treat his other siblings badly. He started to feel like he was alone and no one cared for him. To me this picture represents many families. There is not one family that's perfect but the love for one another is there; just shown in different ways.