So before seventh grade starts, mom's boyfriend Greg apparently gets a job in Minnesota near the twin cities, and me and sister move with them to Eagan. Strangely enough I dont think dad gave his "permission" for this. And later on the state of michigan sues him for child support for the time period that she wasnt in michigan. Well sues is a strong word. They take his taxes for three years without even listening to him explaining we werent even in the dang state and that the kids were not supposed to leave the state anyway.
So we move with mom there. Unbeknownst to us at the time, Greg was also a cocoaine freak. Lovely mom. Sigh. So he has these nice anger bouts. He definitely starts hitting her.
Had my first paper route. There was a pop machine in the bottom of the building I delivered to where you could just put your hand underneath and pull pops out. Man...I was a thief!
I got lost once walking to some plaza with a friend of mine...and it starts storming bad. I somehow knew the address to some girl I was crushing on, and mistakenly came upon her street (and honestly I had no clue where her street was supposed to be). Used her phone to call mom and have her come get me.
I was only there for like 6-8 months at most??? Mom split from him after the beating got too bad. Got her own place. Then she started to get back with him. I decided it was too much, called my dad to ask if I could come live with him, and he sent me a plane ticket. Angie stayed. She was in tenth grade...had tons of friends, activities, other things going on she didnt want to leave. I suppose home life being horrible isnt so bad when you bury yourself in other things.
So around christmastime of that year (halfway through seventh grade) I go back to flint to live with dad. I actually stay here until I graduate!!! OMG longest residence I'd ever known until that time. I go to McKinley Junior high which is like 4 blocks away.
I dont remember having many friends though. I basically spent the rest of seventh grade and eighth grade playing nintendo. I had one guy I was kinda friends with (Tony Bess I think???) and I was still friends with my two cousins. I stayed at their house alot and them mine on weekends. But my dad worked evening shifts. So most of the time I came home from school, saw him for a few minutes, and he was gone and I took care of myself for the night. As always I was horrible at going to sleep at a good time. I missed probably a day a week from school just from sleeping in. But my grades were always good anyway - well except for this one teacher that had some stupid rules. For instance, if out of a set of 5 homework assignments you miss you, she wouldnt take any of them. I aced like every test she gave me but tried to fail me anyway.
(P.S. Mrs. Frederick . You were the worst teacher ever. EVER)
Somewhere I believe in late eight grade dad started dating Vicki. Maybe even the summer after eighth grade. I'm not entirely sure, but I remember she was around for ninth when I got sent to Northern High School which was 95% black even though we were in southern flint. Now this didnt bother me at all, I didnt really have friends anyway and didnt care to talk to people at school really. But I continually got jumped, hit from behind and attacked simply because of my color. I finally got transferred to southwestern academy halfway through ninth.
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