My Life In The Bodega Dreams By Ernesto Quinonez

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A majority of peoples lives are spent in school and that is the same with me. I have been in school almost my whole life except for the time I laid back in a crib and just cried for 3 years. I have been in elementary, middle, high school and now I’m doing 4 years in college, maybe even more for my masters. While spending my life in school I have been able to learn and see all different types of activities take place right in front my eyes. Just like in the Bodega Dreams by Ernesto Quinonez, I have seen fights, distracted my teachers and dealt with a fair share great/horrible teachers. Most of the events I can remember are from when I went to high school. I went South Brunswick High School, which was a blue ribbon school but it wasn’t
One day a kid named marcus was suppose to help marcus cheat on the math exam but he didn’t. Marcus gave zain the wrong answers and put the correct answers on his sheet only. Zain got really mad found marcus in the cafeteria and started to beat the living crap out of him. He made marcus lose a tooth and drenched his face in blood. The fight only stopped when the ex-military wrestling coach took him down. It was a really shocking experience to see someone lose so much blood so quickly. Zain was kicked out of the school after that and nobody ever heard about him
For every good there is a bad and I had a bad teacher like Mr.Blessington as well. The teacher that was so bad was my math teacher Mr.Drakes, he was like Mr.Blessington a lot, he was a rich man with a fancy degree from Brown University and had a big trust fund left behind for him. He always felt as if he was better than everyone around him. It seemed as if teaching kids was an act of charity for him instead of a respected and meaningful job of helping kids excel. He always just discriminated against kids and never helped them. I still don’t understand why he taught kids if he didn’t care about

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