My life story by Christopher B. Naoku (good beach reads txt) 📕

in the morning, my mum came in and gave me a game boy color at the time.

So I played away as a child I was, and later on after that I went to the
YMCA again. And well as like before I didn’t make any friends I was an outcast
And so I played by myself. And One day we went to snow hitten park, and as I was having fun with finding Easter eggs and stuff, I after that I was having fun at
The playground I was looking at the school that I used to go to. The name of the school was Northington Elementary School. I used to go their when I was 7,
And I remember when I used to get paddled by my principal Mr. Ackings.
And he was the first principal that I knew, that spanked kids for as I know. And Their I stood and remember this one girl that always used to hang around me
After school her name was Jenny. She and I met on the swings, and she held my hand and kissed me on the cheek. She wanted to introduce me to her teachers, though we were in class next across the hall from each other. And as during my flash back I always wondered if she was ok and, where is she right now? I missed her a lot, the last time I saw her was on the month of May it was getting close that time for summer
To start. I was hanging on the swings bars and she was looking through my yearbook that I got from school.

The next day, I rushed outside when school was over to see her. I looked for her, and I didn’t see her. So I went to her teacher and asked about her, and she told me that she was absent from school. I was sad with a tender brazen face, and begin to feel said as I was weeping on the swing of where me and her first met.
Since then I never did see her again however I always remembered her, holding my hand and the kiss on my cheek. I even told my mum about her, she
Really did seem to care and you know how mums are when it comes to
Relationships and stuff.
Every time I went to the park and to the play ground it always gives me flash backs of her. I missed her a lot, I didn’t even get to say goodbye to her or to tell her how much felt about her. It was sad for me, as of right now I always wondered how she was doing and haven’t she ever think about me.

Chapter 4
Love in despair

Well as days go by, I was in the in the 8th grade going to Tuscaloosa Middle School. And I was so happy to leave Westlawn Middle school for sure; it was like a relief of no bullies and a fresh start for me. And there was this one guy in music class that always stood up for me, quiet frankly I did not even know him but he seemed really nice. So I was on my best behavior, acting my age as what others expect. And later met so new people. Oh yeah I loved to play the piano still do now, just it has been a while since I have played the piano I used to have
A keyboard at home, and so we played pianos, and watched movies
Fun stuff. And so at P.E., I dressed out without having to worry about anyone picking on me, and every day I dressed out, had a good time too. We played football and baseball and other things. After that I went home of course there were,
People claiming that they know me from somewhere, however without a doubt I do not know them clearly at all. The next day I returned to school, I was one day in a hurry to head off to class. And a student named Brandon tripped me over; I almost hit my head on the door hinges. But I got up and resuming on running to class, and the principal I used to know that was from my current school, well I met him and told him about updates from my other school and headed off to class.
Later on my way to the locker room to dress out I was out of curiosity pulled the fire alarm. And I denied the fact that I did it and everyone suddenly huddled around me pointing at me saying I did it. So the police took me to his office and made me write a statement and told me not to lie on that either he says.
So after I finished my statement I waited in the office the whole day, until it was time to go, and me and my mum went to the board of education to get the situation fixed however she didn’t have to pay for the fire alarm accident.

Well I was put in one class only and was took out of all my other classes, including
Music class. And days went by I suddenly saw Ms. Lavells daughter, and she looks every image just like her too, although I couldn’t stand Ms. Polian and the others, especially when they did that stupid baby talk think they do, as if I was 2 year old or something. Not to mansion I went to a school called Rock Corey, it was another school however I will discuss that when I get to the next chapter.

Anyways, soon afterwards, I went to Northridge High School, when I was in the 9th grade. And my favorite teacher there was Mr. Noxwell, his was my art teacher at the time and the nice teacher ever was hmmmm. Well I forgot her name but she was my English teacher. She had no problems of me, and so my history teacher Mr. Basely, well I guess has was kinda of cool although I was getting called Mr. Giggles all the time and I hated that too.

Soon I was in learning lab getting picked on by some guy named celeb and this fat guy named Chris. My teacher there was Mr. Cain, and he was like a seemly stressed teacher. Yet he was ok I guess, and then suddenly there was this fight between me and Brandon, and you know High as always is a bubble within its self.
Afterwards they wanted me to playfully punch him in the face as I was pressured to do so and also tried to fit in as always, and suddenly he punched me out and jumped on me like a hotrod and he bashed my face into the bus mirror and I was trying to get away from him but he kept on beating me. And suddenly the bus driver stopped the fight. Of course I didn’t really do anything, and so I was sent home with a swollen eye.

After serving my time at the school, I was getting withdrawn from to school going to Homewood High School. And well that was at the time when my mum was engaged to a guy named Jeremiah Lugwisha, he was from Nigeria Africa. And
He was a man of faith and loved to pray a lot, more of a prayer warrior.
And he used to always help me out with math and things. And he always from time to time gives me math assignments to do. And I spent the rest of summer break at home doing school work I did not get to have fun like the other kids, occasionally Jeremiah takes us around town and things. And he always cooks something for us to eat, and later we all went to bed things were very strict than. And he was also a home body. And it wasn’t quite any enjoyment from it, and there were times when he allows us to watch TV. But not as much though, every night he came home I was to be in bed and if not I got lectured too.

And one time I was so upset that I took a book and threw it at my bedroom mirror.
And my mum came in and slapped me and I turned angry, and ran away from home of course this was the second time, that I had done this.
My first time was I got a beating over some things that the teachers at Westlawn School said that I did not even do. And I came up with a plan to say that I was on a field trip and the bus from central high school left me and I was trying to get a ride back home in Tuscaloosa. And the police found out that I was wearing house shoes. And of course I lied to them too, and they ordered me to show them were, I lived. So I did so and we waited for them to come, Jeremiah was wanted to look for me. My mum didn’t care at all of looking for me, which it’s just like her to be careless anyway. Every time my sister goes to tell mum what I have done I get my but chewed out for it. It was so stupid, so when they arrived the police spoken to them and such and went on their way.

During my times at my new school I got into trouble for a lot of things. And this one stupid thing I said the word ‘’SHIT’’ while coming down the stair ways to class and the vice principal somehow caught me. And got into trouble about that, it was quite stupid actually though, and then I got into this vocational rehabilitation thing. I was their taking a lot of tests, I did not understand why I was or the purpose of the test assignments that I had to do but after I finished I met a few others while hanging out there. They were really cool though, and so on I was doing job training at the kingdom comics place. And met some aspiring people there of course my instructor was like I guess jealous or just I don’t know. And every time I go there I talked about comic books until the time I was their until the time I left. I was not really communicating as much though, and my instructor didn’t understand what was so good about talking about comic books.
And every time I left the manager their always gave me a free comic book. It was awesome, at the time it was me and Megan. But then it went from me and her to Craig Gravelee me and her. And we had assigned days to go and then I always come back around 1:43pm to English class. Ms. Donaldson is like a life savoir when it came to English she always helped out unlike the other learning lab teachers. Well close about the time I did well on my government history exam, and I made it economy class. The teacher his name was Mr. Bagley, he teaches about money management and taxes and such to help us in the long run in life. His exam was harder than I ever encountered, one test before the exam I was thinking so hard and I didn’t even prepare for the test. And there is a good thing I had MS. Canova to help me with the budget project cause when it came to projects I was overwhelmed and did not know where to start, and plus I never knew how to budget until after, I had a little experienced in doing it with my learning lab teacher.

Then came graduation, I was really