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Lost (POEM)

by Shaniera  Scott

Lost in a pool of emptiness
I search but I can’t find
I cry but there are no tears.
Who is this girl looking back at me in the mirror
A product of mothering gone wrong or
A strong woman yet to come?
Lost in a pool of emptiness…
I see this girl everyday
I am this girl
But do I know this girl?
Lost in a pool of emptiness…
And damn it I can’t swim.
All that I’ve known or what I thought
I’ve known has vanished before my eyes
The prayers, the hopings, the unheard
Cries; ALL lost in a pool of emptiness
No longer familiar with how things used
To be but all the while trying to
Know that girl that they call ME, confused
And overwhelmed yet curious to know the cost.
I’m not hiding y’all I’m…

Lost

Patterson hosts 4th annual community fair

A youth percussion band performs at the Community Fair (Photo: Patterson Press)

by Xavier Williams,

Patterson High School held it’s 4th annual community fair and back to school night inside the school’s cafeteria on September 25 from 5:30 to 8:00. It was held to motivate students to help and support their school and get help from their community.

At the community fair there were different organizations sharing some services to students so they can help them be successful in the future. So many great colleges, companies and non-profit organizations came like, Johns Hopkins Bayview Medical Center,  Morgan State University, Towson University and the University of Baltimore, New York life insurance and the Real Food Farm. One of the people that worked at the University of  Baltimore explained that they had come to the fair to “[recruit] students to come to the university and to inspire them to go to college”. There were more people from different groups that participated in the community fair, including a United States Marine who said he is looking forward to speaking with male and female students to help them become successful.

There was a belly dancer, flamenco dancer and hip hop dancers as well. The hip hop dancers were male students from Patterson who did an amazing  job performing at the fair.

I asked Mr.Benton,  “After seeing the laughter and happiness here at the community fair do you think that Patterson High School will be a top 500 school?” and he said he always believed Patterson High School would be a top 500 school and that the school strives for greatness.

I agree with that 100 hundred percent because we do strive for greatness and after seeing how great the fair turn out to be i’m just really proud of my school.this years community fair turned out to be a blast. Everyone enjoyed it, they danced they laughed and they ate. It felt like they were happy to be there and they had a great time. People who were at the fair expressed that next year’s fair will be even bigger.

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My pain of the soul (POEM)

Original poem by Alex Hunt,

 

Anger is something that takes over the mind

Something you just can’t hide but try

To sit back and find

And give it time

 

Sadness is what comes within it make you

Face look dim and it make more sins so try to trim

Before you repent so make the happiness come within

 

Hate is a thing that gives the soul pain

It will feel like rain and always heal before it peels

 

                                                                                          

  

Homecoming Dance is Back in Black

(Photo by Brandon Diaz and Olvin Garza, Patterson Press)

By Brandon Diaz,

Patterson High School hosted a homecoming dance in the cafeteria on Friday, October 25th. The theme of the dance was “all black”. Students were asked to wear black clothing. The dance was a fun event for all who attended. Students were free to do what they wanted and they had no rules to hold them back. Food and drinks were provided and there was a DJ. Altogether, the Homecoming Dance was a great success and a memorable night for everyone who participated in it.

 

Photos by Olvin Garza and Brandon Diaz, Patterson Press:

Award-winning writer/film-maker M.K. Asante speaks to Patterson students

M.K. Asante in Philadelphia (Photo by Lee Steffen — courtesy of mkasante.com)

“Amazing!” Those were the words of Ms. Kimberly McIntosh, Professional School Counselor from Patterson High School, as she described the presentation from Baltimore City Community College’s Fall Speaker Series. Ms. McIntosh and several Patterson students were fortunate enough to attend the event (which took place on Wednesday, September 25 in the auditorium) and listen to M.K. Asante, a modern author, film-maker and now, hip-hop artist.

CNN describes Mr. Asante as “a master story-teller and major creative force.” Mr. Asante has written four celebrated books, including Buck: A Memoir. He is the winner of the Langston Hughes Award. Asante directed The Black Candle, a Starz movie he co-wrote with Maya Angelou who also narrates the prize-winning film. He wrote and produced the film 500 Years Later, winner of five international film festival awards, and produced the multi award-winning film Motherland.

For the presentation, M.K. Asante spoke candidly about his life, family, and experiences. He read excerpts from his book, particularly focusing on the turning points that contributed to his decision to leave the destructive road he was on and to pursue a positive road which has made him who he is today. By the time M.K. got going, no one was slouching in their seats or checking their cell phones. All were listening intently to his story on the edges of their seats.

By the end, Patterson students were reaching for his latest book.  They were thankful for the opportunity to be inspired by this amazing young writer.

Third annual community fair is biggest yet

Principal Vance Benton dances with a sword on his head (Photo: Tamika Addison, Patterson Press)

By Shane Braden

Patterson High School hosted its third annual community fair and back to school night on September 19 in the cafeteria. There where 446 people there including over 200 students, making this the largest community fair yet. The purpose of the fair was to bring the community, parents, students and Patterson staff  together. The fair is a chance to to have fun, eat, play games and learn about a variety of programs and opportunities offered by the school and its community partners.

There were also some special performers there who showed everyone their talents. One of the performers was a belly dancer who danced while balancing a sword on her head. Even our principal, Mr. Benton, tried dancing with the sword on his head, as the crowd cheered him on. Another performer did a flamenco dance, which is a type of Spanish dance. She used castanets and danced around as she clapped them in her hands. Patterson students performed as well, including a group of four girls who performed a traditional dance from their home country of Bhutan, along with hip-hop style dancing by sophomore Quincy Mims.

In addition to many school-based organizations and projects like the school garden, Spa La La (which offered  free manicures), DECA, the athletics program, the Health Corps and the Patterson Press, dozens of  organizations from the community also set up information tables at the fair. One of  the groups was CASA de Maryland, a non-profit organization that works to defend the rights of immigrants and offers a free after-school program for college students. Other organizations present at the fair included Afrikan Youth Alchemy, the Real Food Farm, Red Emma’s Bookstore and Coffeehouse, the Red Cross, Evergreen Health Co-op and several colleges and universities. Free flu vaccinations were provided by Rite Aid.

I think  it’s outstanding  that there are so many people and different cultures here that interact with each other,” Mr. Benton told the Patterson Press. The community fair has become an important tradition for Patterson High School and event organizer Ms. Kelly Flores hopes to see an even bigger turnout next year.

 

 

(Photos by Anthony Ward and Tamika Addison, Patterson Press)

FICTION: “Motherless Child”

By Shaniera Scott

Editor’s Note: The following is an original short story written by a Patterson student.

It is said that every child needs a mother. Have you ever thought of it the other way around? Either way, the bond between a mother and her child is one of the most precious relationships to have.

Bianca is the daughter of Tonya Jones. Tonya isn’t the best mother there is, but she has her moments. Tonya also struggles with drug abuse and has for twelve years. Bianca, who is Tonya’s oldest daughter, often looks after her little brother and sister when their mother is away or what they like to call “going through it”. Brian is the little brother; he’s eleven and Sasha, who is four, is the baby. Bianca, being seventeen and the oldest, has a lot of responsibilities, such as school, work, the kids, cleaning, dinner, and her mother.

You’re probably wondering why a child’s mother would be their responsibility. Well, when it comes to the Jones household there are a lot of things any normal person would call “backwards”.

On a regular day Bianca gets up at about 6:30 with her siblings and gets them bathed, dressed, and ready for school. Brians’ school is about four blocks away and Sasha’s daycare is also on the same block. After breakfast, a couple minutes of TV, and morning prayers, the kids are all on their way.

After dropping her “love bugs” as she calls them, off to school Bianca catches the #13 bus to school on the South side. Aside from Bianca’s busy and abnormal life at home, she’s very popular among her peers. In school, her name is common and the boys tend to make her the topic of conversation whenever she’s in sight.
Some say keeping things bottled up isn’t good at all but Bianca Jones does it for a living. No matter what she goes through or the unfortunate things that happen, she never lets it show. Anyone who knows her, or thinks they know her, would describe her as a social, lively, and independent girl. Her personality attracts others but no one gets too close.

“What did you learn today?” Bianca asked, as she and her brother walked back home after a long day. Bianca carried Sasha in her arms.

“Nothing much. But there is this thing.”

“What thing?”

“It’s a luncheon for all the kids who have perfect attendance.”

“That’s good, Brian.”

“I got an invitation but…”

“But…?”

“It’s a luncheon for kids and their parents.”

“Oh, damn, Well, I’ll talk to Mama for you.”

“C’mon now Bianca, you know she ain’t coming home no time soon!”

“Brian, don’t say that.”

As they both came to a stop, Bianca couldn’t help but notice the hurt in her baby brother’s eyes. Here she was trying to play “Mommy” to her siblings and juggle a double life but this not only weighed heavily on her but on her little brother, too.

Finally, after walking in silence, they came to their door; but as Bianca was putting the key into the lock, the door was being opened from the other side. Startled and confused, Bianca and her brother stepped back only to be looking into the eyes of their mother.

“Mama, what are you doing?” asked Bianca.

Scared and embarrassed, Tonya just stared back at her children.

“Brian, take Sasha upstairs and stay up there. Go!” said Bianca.

As Brian brushed past his mother, he realized that she had his game system behind her back along with a couple of Bianca’s CDs. Even the living room TV was in the vestibule.

“What the hell, Ma!” yelled Brian.

“Upstairs, Brian” said Bianca, as she stepped closer.

Tonya took a step back as her daughter walked forward, closing the door behind her.

“Mama,” she said shaking her head in disgust, “Really, are you serious?”

“Look, don’t come in here questioning me, okay?” Tonya whined desperately. “I am a grown woman!”

“Stop, Mama! Stop it! You need to get help…Look at you!”

“I’m fine,” Tonya said turning back to look in the living room mirror. “I’m fine, I just—“

“You just what, Ma? It was bad enough I had to go through this B.S. but I refuse to let them go through it, too! It’s not fair.”

“Oh, so you just so damn perfect, huh? I’m trying.”

“Taking from your own kids, Mama? We haven’t seen you in a whole month and you come and try to take from us. We are your kids!”

Looking into her mother’s eyes with a heart full of anger, hurt, and confusion, Bianca began to cry.

“How do you think it feels to tell your baby sister, ‘Mommy will be back’ and days and weeks go by and you are nowhere in sight?”

As Bianca speaks, she notices that her mother is high. She can’t keep still, her eyes are blood-shot red, and she smells.

“I can’t take this s**t!” Tonya said and abruptly and she walked out the door, down the street to a waiting car.

Again, weeks went by. Weeks turned into months once again. In May, Sasha’s fifth birthday was coming up, so Bianca had to work a few extra shifts.

Ms. Nancy, the lady next door, agreed to help Bianca with her brother and sister while she was working.

“Thank you, Ms. Nancy,” Bianca said after picking up her siblings up after a long day.

“No problem, baby. Say, uh, how’s your mother?”

“Umm, she’s alright. Yeah, she’s fine, thank you.”

As Bianca immediately tried to walk away, Ms. Nancy stopped her.

“Bianca, just pray,” she said.

Although those were only two words spoken, they stung her, stuck to her, and haunted her.

“Just Pray.”

Bianca and the kids did their morning prayers asking God to protect them and help them have a productive day, but Bianca knew Ms. Nancy’s two-word speech meant way more than that.

“Just Pray.”

These words stayed with Bianca for weeks. Morning, noon, night and when she least expected it she’d hear Ms. Nancy’s voice somewhere in her head saying, “Just Pray” over and over and over again.

May 28th came and Sasha’s fifth birthday was now here. From the extra hours and help from Ms. Nancy, Bianca was able to give Sasha a beautiful birthday party at their house. There was food, cupcakes, balloons and decorations everywhere. Children from the daycare, couples from the neighborhood, family and friends all came together to help Sasha celebrate. Two hours into the party was time to sing “Happy Birthday”.

“You ready, Boo?” asked Bianca.

“Yes!” Sasha replied excitedly.

“1,2,3” Brian shouted.

“My Baby!”, screamed a voice from the vestibule.

“Mama”, Bianca said under her breath.

“I hope y’all ain’t think I was goin’ to forget my baby’s birthday,” Tonya said.

“Come here, baby”, motioned Tonya to Sasha.

Sasha ran over to her mother and received a hug from her for the first time in almost a year.

“Excuse me everyone–it’s time to go”, said Brian.

“Mama” Bianca whispered.

Brian hurried to get everyone out and several minutes later Tonya and her children were amongst one another in complete silence.

“Now, I got good news y’all”, Tonya said. “I’m better. I’m done. I’m back.”

“Ma you said that last time”, Brian said.

“I know baby, but this time I mean it.”

Bianca stepped in.

“Mama, when’s the last time you used any type of drug, I mean ANY?”

“About two days ago–but look, y’all I promise I’m done. Just give me a chance. I miss my babies”, Tonya said as she hugged Sasha again.

“Just Pray…” were the words Bianca’s mind spoke as she looked at her mother.

Just Pray.

A week went by since Tonya’s reappearance and since then she had been staying home with her kids and was drug-free. But it had only been a week. Within her week of sobriety, Tonya had two anxiety attacks and constant vomiting.

This behavior upset Brian and Sasha, but not Bianca. She was used to it. Bianca never left the kids alone with her mother and was still following the 6:30 till night agenda that took place when Tonya was away.

One week turned into two and two into three. Bianca was surprised their mother made it through this long.

It was a night that had seemed almost regular; Bianca and the kids were on their way home, but before they could get to their block, they saw their mother running toward them.

“What the hell,” whispered Brian.

Bianca could clearly see that Tonya was running away from someone. At least that’s what it seemed. Brian began to run toward his mother.

“Ma!”

They clashed; Tonya wrapped her arms around Brian but quickly let go.

“C’mon y’all; we got to go this way!”

She was now walking at a steady pace with her kids and trying to put on a smile.

“Ma, what’s going on?” Bianca asked.

“Ricky, he …” Tonya said under her breath.

Bianca stopped in her confusion, with Sasha in her arms and Brian by her side. Ricky was a lifelong friend of Tonya’s. In fact, he was the one who introduced her to drugs. It was always Ricky before anyone else when it came to Tonya. When she wasn’t home, she was with Ricky. Gone for months? She was with Ricky. High and out? Ricky, Ricky, Ricky.

Bianca couldn’t stand the sound of his name, let alone his presence. Instantly, she was in defense mode. She turned the corner from her mother, walking as quickly as possible with her siblings at hand.

“Bianca!” Tonya yelled.

She didn’t answer. She knew whenever Ricky was around it was not a good scene. She also refused to have him anywhere near her siblings, especially Sasha.

After calling her daughter for a couple of minutes Tonya walked back to her friend.

“What the hell is wrong with you, girl?” Ricky yelled. The whole block could hear him.

“Baby I just…”

“You just what? Worried ‘bout them kids? You’ve been gone for weeks. Don’t you miss me?” Ricky had a pull on Tonya. Anything he said was done. “Now c’mon girl, get in the car.” Tonya did what she was told and went.

After circling the neighborhood for a bit, Bianca finally came to her door. She had Brian and Sasha stay the night at Ms. Nancy’s just in case Tonya and her friend decided to pop up. Alone and stressed, Bianca cleaned, bathed, and sat. Sat and thought about everything. She was past the “woe is me” stage, but things still seemed so unfair. Here she was seventeen and basically the mother of two. No, she didn’t look at her siblings as burdens, yet she wanted so much more for them; more than what she could give, although she was happy and relieved that they didn’t have to go through the things she did when she was younger.

There’s only so much a girl can go through by herself.

Bianca was so secretive though. She wouldn’t let anyone in. She was afraid. Those who pretended they cared were all monsters to her. Everyone was a fraud. All she had was Brian and Sasha. Then as she was sitting and thinking, those two words crossed her mind again; just pray.

You’re probably wondering how I know so much of Bianca, how she feels and why. Well, something I haven’t told you is I am Bianca—not exactly, but in a way. Bianca lost her mother to something powerful that she couldn’t shake loose. She is without a mother because her mother is without herself. I lost my mother to the power of miscommunication. Alone and confused, dealing with things a lot of girls my age don’t, I “roll with the punches”. There are girls in the world whose stories are worse than mine–worse than Bianca’s; girls whose stories may not be told. Every day is harder for all of us but things also happen for a reason.

Again, it is said that every child needs their mother. Have you ever thought of it the other way around? The bond between mother and child is one of the most precious relationships to have, yet any female can have a baby but it takes a real woman to be a mother.

POEM: Class of 2013

Illustration by Elizabeth Christopher

By Qu’Chae Madison

We made it
This is our year
Yes it’s 2013
The year that we rise
We are refined

No Longer Freshmen,Young & Inexperienced
No Longer fresh meat in the the freshmen hunt

But Seniors, Ready to make our swift exit
Ready to move on to bigger and better things
Ready to see what more this life has to offer us
Ready to say goodbye….Say goodbye to High School, and became all we can be

So today, as the 100th class,we stand tall,
We stand ready to pass the torch
We Are 2013!!!!!

FICTION: Dangerous Love

By Chere Brooks 

[Editor’s Note: The following is an original short story written by a Patterson student.]

It was the end of summer and 12th grade was right around the corner for 17 year-old Serenity. She never thought that her life was about to take a turn for the worse–and for the better. Serenity stood about 5’3 and had a beautiful pecan complexion and almond eyes that made people think that she was part Chinese. She went to Longwell High School in the hopes of making new friends and excelling in school. Never would she have thought that she would meet one person that would change her whole life. His name was Rodney Speaks and to her young eyes he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. He stood at about 6’1 and his eyes were so hazel that when the sun hit them they seemed to sparkle. Her first day as a 12th grader was normal, coming along fine. She befriended a girl named Ty’asia Edwards. They had so much in common; they both loved dancing and shared the same passion for writing poetry. They grew inseparable to the point that they even started acting alike sometimes. Now Serenity met Rodney one day at lunch time at the cafeteria table where she and Ty’asia were seated. For some reason, Serenity couldn’t keep her eyes off of him as hard as she tried. But to her surprise, he stared right back at her. Both of them stared along time until Ty’asia broke Serenity out of her gaze.

“Girl, who are you staring at?” Ty’asia asked Serenity.

“Oh, that’s my brother. Why? What, you like him or something?” Ty’asia asked.

“I don’t know, but he keeps staring at me.” Serenity blushed.

“Oh, well yea, that’s my big brother. Hey Rod!” Ty’asia screamed out to Rodney, calling him by his nickname.

“Oh God, don’t-–“

“Too late,” Ty’asia said, cutting Serenity off mid-sentence.

“Wassup?” Rodney asked, walking over and sitting across the cafeteria table from Ty’asia and Serenity.

“Oh, nothin’. My friend wanted to know who you were, So, Rod, this is Serenity. Serenity, this is Rod.” Ty’asia introduced them.

“What’s good?” Rodney said, reaching his hand out for Serenity to shake. But she couldn’t. Her palms were too sweaty from being nervous. She couldn’t even speak. Ty’asia nudged her under the table.

“Oh, hi,” was all she could come out with.

“So you’re new here, huh?” Rodney asked her.

“Yeah, I am.” Serenity hoped that she spoke nonchalantly.

“Well, what class do you have after lunch? I’ll walk you, you know, so you won’t get lost”, Rodney said, flashing a cute smile.

“English, Ms. Bright,” she replied.

After lunch, Rodney walked Serenity to her third period class, but before she went to class, Rodney popped the question and asked Serenity for her number. She wrote it on a piece of paper and walked inside the class. Throughout his third period class, Rod couldn’t focus on anything his teacher was saying. He played with the torn-off piece of paper that had Serenity’s number on it and couldn’t wait to go home to call her. When the time came, he rushed to Ty’asia’s last period class to ask her where Serenity’s last period was. To his surprise, they had the same last period. He asked Serenity if she wanted him to drop her off at home, but she declined his offer, letting him know that her mother was picking her up from school.

“Well I’ll see you tomorrow then in homeroom.” Rod said, slightly disappointed he couldn’t spend more time with her.

“Yea, see you tomorrow in homeroom”, she said and rushed outside to her ride.

The entire ride home she was silent. She couldn’t keep her mind off of Rod for some strange reason. But eventually she shook him out of her mind, thinking that it was just a phase. Little did she know, Rod couldn’t stop thinking of her either. He was never the type to stress over a female, especially one he didn’t even know, but there was something different about Serenity, He wanted to know everything about her so he asked Ty’asia to tell him everything she knew about Serenity. He had to know more about this girl.

The next day came around and Serenity rushed to homeroom so she could see Rod but he wasn’t there, She asked Ty’asia where Rod was and she told Serenity that he had to work from nine to three that day. Ty’asia felt bad lying to her friend about her brother’s whereabouts. The truth was Rod was a hustler and as much as he wanted to do right, he couldn’t. He and Ty’asia’s mom was completely strung out on crack cocaine and the little bit of money that they received from the government, their mother used to support her habit instead of using it to support her kids and satisfy their hunger. So Rod had to hustle so that he and Ty’asia could eat and have a roof over their heads. Ty’asia knew that Serenity hated drug dealers simply because of the many conversations that they had together. The day felt like it was going by so slow for Serenity because Rod wasn’t there. After school, she went straight home and showered so she could get ready for work. When her cell phone rang, she answered and almost dropped her phone when she heard his sweet baritone voice coming out of the receiver.

“Hello, Can I speak to Serenity?” Rod asked with silk in his voice.

“Uh…Yea, this is she. Who’s this?” she said, not wanting to sound too pressed.

“Oh, my bad. This is Rod. Sorry for not being in school today. I had some business to handle”, He explained.

“Oh, it’s OK. Ty’asia told me you had to work nine to three.” Serenity said.

“She did?” Rod asked, confused. He knew Serenity hated drug dealers, but he figured Ty’asia only said that so that Serenity wouldn’t think that he felt the streets were more important than school. Rod and Serenity talked until Serenity reached her job.

“Well, I’ll call you when I get off of work. Later, Rod”, Serenity said and hung up. She couldn’t wait until ten o’clock came around so she could call him back. When she got off, she called Rod back and they talked until they were both at home in their beds, and had both dozed off on the phone.

***

 

June 3: Graduation Time

As the year went on, Serenity and Rodney became inseparable. They went everywhere together and never went a day without talking. Summertime rolled around and it was time to graduate. Serenity was named valedictorian and started working in Elmhurst hospital in the pharmacy department. Rod was still selling drugs and Serenity still didn’t know about it. Every time he pulled his disappearing acts, Ty’asia would just say that he had to work.

Growing up in Sumner projects was beginning to get old to Serenity, and she wanted a way out. Her mother would get Serenity to give her money to support her drug habit and then never return until days later. Now that Serenity was old enough to get her own place, she moved to a place called Dara Gardens in Queens, New York. She was hoping that Rod would move with her, but he declined and decided to stay in the projects. When she received her acceptance letter from St. John’s University, she was actually glad she moved, since her condo was only a few blocks from the school. When she called Ty’asia to tell her the good news, she was surprised when Ty’asia told her that she had been accepted also. Serenity offered to let Ty’asia move in with her, since she had two bedrooms and two bathrooms in her condo. She agreed and decided to move in that following week. Both had academic scholarships that were good for all four years so long as they kept a 3.5 GPA. That was easy for both of them because both girls had the highest GPAs in their senior class.

***

Rod and his best friend since grade school, Aaron, sat in Rod’s new condo in Brooklyn, playing on his PS3.

“Yo, how ya girl doin up top?” Aaron asked. “I don’t know, yo, I ain’t talk to her since she left Friday. Maybe she been too busy to call”, Rod said, focusing on scoring the next touchdown on the game.

“Naw, man, maybe she met a new dude up there.” Aaron joked, but quickly stopped when he noticed Rod wasn’t laughing with him.

“Naw, yo, she loves me too much to ever cheat”, Rod spoke with certainty in his voice. But he knew that as soon as Aaron left, he would call her to see just what was going on. Later on that night, Rod called Serenity to check on her.

“Hello,” Serenity answered the phone groggily

“Hey Babe, I miss you. Did I wake you?” Rod asked concerned.

“No. I was on my way to sleep though. I miss you too, babe.” Serenity sat up from lying down in her bed.

“So, how you been? It feels like I ain’t talk to you in years”, Rod laughed.

“I’ve been good, babe—just been busy with class and work”, Serenity replied

“Well, I’m going to roll through, Saturday; I’m taking you out, so clear your schedule”, Rod said. The sooner he saw her better.

“Ok, I’ll see you then, but let me get some rest. I gotta get up in the morning for my A.M classes.” She said, yawning.

“Ok, boo, I’ll see you Saturday. I love you.” Rod said seriously

“I love you too.” Serenity said, hanging up.

*** 

Serenity walked into her first morning class when an eerie feeling came over her. She turned around to find a seat, only to notice a guy sitting in the back of the class staring dead at her. ‘Why is this dude watching me?’ Serenity thought to herself. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Even if he tried to look away, something made him look right back at her. After class the guy followed Serenity out the door. He pulled her by the arm and introduced himself.

“I’m Terrell. What’s your name?” He asked.

“Serenity,” she replied.

“I’m sorry. You’re just so beautiful. Can I treat you to dinner tonight?” Terrell asked.

“Sorry, I have a boyfriend.” Serenity said and walked off.

“Don’t worry; I’ll get you one day.” Terrell said to himself aloud.

***

Serenity and Rod walked into a restaurant and took a seat. Rod had missed her so much that he ignored Serenity’s suggestion to go to a movie. He wanted to look her in the eyes and talk to her without having to whisper.

“So how’s it been in the projects?” Serenity asked after they ordered their beverages.

“Cool. I wanna talk about what I came for.” Rod replied.

“OK, so talk.” Serenity said.

“I wanna know what’s been going on. Why haven’t I seen or heard from you in a week? It feels like forever.” Rod explained.

“Look, Rod, I’ve been busy with school, OK? You know I love you but my education is more important.” Serenity explained her situation to Rod as clearly as she could but with Rod was stubborn and he did not listen.

“Yo, why you so bent on finishin’ school. I can take care of both of us. You can have my child and just be a house mom. This school thing aint even for you,” Rod exclaimed, not really wanting Serenity to be in school this far away from him.

“Look, my mother depended on my father to take care of her too and he left her with me to take care of by herself. So, me not finishing school is out of the question. And now my mother is a damn dope fiend. I’m gonna finish school so you can either deal with it or go find another chick that don’t wanna do nothing for herself.” Serenity fumed. She was upset Rod had talked to her that way.

“Who the hell you talkin to, Serenity! If I say that you ain’t gonna go through with this then that’s what I mean. Matter of fact, let’s go. I don’t have an appetite no more. I’m takin’ your ungrateful behind home.” Rodney was upset that she had the audacity to talk to him in that manner.

“Fine,” Serenity said. She was done talking to Rodney and just wanted to go home and get ready for school the next day.
Terrell saw Serenity walk into the classroom with a tense and upset expression on her face. He approached her.

“Are you ok Serenity?” Terrell asked, pulling a chair up to her table.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Me and my boyfriend are just having problems right now. I’ll be fine.” Serenity replied.

“Well, if you wanna talk about it I’m here to listen, OK?” Terrell knew what had transpired the night before because he and Ty’asia had the same Pharmacology class. He didn’t like the fact that Rod was treating and talking to Serenity the way that he was. He hated it because when he was younger his father used to stay out all hours of the night and get drunk then come home and take his anger out on Terrell’s mom. He had vowed that when he got old enough to be in a serious relationship he would treat his woman with the utmost respect.

When Serenity went home, she arrived to see all of her clothes in big, black hefty trash bags. She asked the guards what was going on and they told her that her “husband” told them that she was moving back to Sumner projects with him and to pack her clothes.

“He said what? Oh no, that’s a big misunderstanding. Please take my bags bag up to my room please. I’m not going anywhere.” Serenity exclaimed.

“Yes you are!” Rod’s voice came from behind her. “You can do this the hard way or the easy way.”

“No, I’m not, Rod! Now stop playing and help me take my bags upstairs.” Serenity said picking up her bags.
Rod smacked her in the face so hard she dropped the bags and held her face.

“Who you think you talkin’ to, Serenity? I made you. Don’t think I won’t break you.”

“You really hit me? I can’t believe you really hit me!” Serenity said holding her face.

“I told you, what I say goes! Now get you’re a** in the car. We got places to go.” Rodney said, grabbing her bags off the ground and throwing them in the back seat of the car.

The whole ride back to Sumner Projects was silent and awkward. Serenity was shocked and hurt that Rod had even raised his hand to her.

***

A month later, Terrell was confused about the fact that Serenity had not been to class in a whole month. He was on his way to his first morning class when

Ty’asia ran up to him with news that he wished he never heard.

“Terrell, Serenity and Rod got into an argument and he hit her really hard. He made her change her number and he won’t let me speak to her. You have to drive me to Sumner so I can talk some sense into my brother.” Ty’asia said on the brink of tears.

“He what!? Oh Hell no! Let me tell my teacher that I’m leaving and then we can go.” Terrell said, immediately heated.

They rode to Sumner in silence. Ty’asia was too busy crying and wondering about her friend and Terrell was trying to figure out what he was going to do when he came into contact with Rod. He always despised men who abused women and he never thought another woman he cared about would have to endure what his mother endured so many years ago. When they pulled up they saw that the projects had gotten worse from the time Ty’asia and Serenity had left. The houses were run down and crack fiends were jumping from dealer to dealer trying to find their next fix. Ty’asia and Terrell were scoping the premises like eagles in the sky searching for their prey. Terrell was the first one to spot Rod coming out of a trap house.

“Rod! Where the Hell is Serenity?” Ty’asia screamed with tears streaming down her face.

“Don’t worry about it. She’s in time-out right now. She’s been a bad girl.” Rod laughed, scratching his neck and wiping his nose.

“Are you sniffing that crap you selling? Because you look like you are wasting away,” Ty’asia said, looking at her brother like she didn’t know who he was anymore. She was hurt that he had changed into the person that he was.

Terrell couldn’t take anymore jokes. ”Where the Hell is she? Haha, OK, jokes over and nobody’s laughing. Where is Serenity?” Terrell was sick and tired of the games and he just wanted to know where his crush was.

“And who the Hell are you? Oh, so you must be the dude that Serenity was tryin’ to stay up north for, huh?” Rod said, getting up in Terrell’s face.
Terrell had enough and punched Rod in his face. He repeatedly punched Rod until he got tired but Rod was so high that he didn’t even feel the blows. So he stopped and asked Rod again, “Where is Serenity?”

“She’s in my house but you won’t be able to unlock her from where she is.” Rod laughed. He was not letting Serenity go that fast.

Ty’asia ran to Rod’s house and unlocked the door. She found Serenity tied to the bed naked and beaten with a foul odor, as if Rod hadn’t let her bathe in months. She looked as if she was wasting away. Ty’asia rushed to Serenity’s side and tried to wake her up. Serenity wouldn’t budge and it scared Ty’asia. She started shaking her and screaming her name. When Serenity finally came to, she looked up at Ty’asia and started crying, saying, “I should’ve listened to Terrell when he told me to let him know what was going on when I still had the chance.” Serenity cried out.

“Shhh, sweetie, it’s OK. Don’t blame yourself for what my stupid-a** brother has done to you. You didn’t deserve this.” Ty’asia confirmed. “He’s just an a**hole that only cares about himself and I’m ashamed to call him my brother.” Ty’asia couldn’t believe the trouble and danger that Rod had put her best friend through.

“I know, but if I would’ve listened, then this wouldn’t have happened.” Ty’asia was fed up with Serenity feeling sorry and trying to blame it on everybody but Rod. Ty’asia called the ambulance and dressed Serenity in the little bit of clothes that she had left, because Rod had sold most of them for drugs. When the ambulance arrived, Terrell and Ty’asia drove in silence to the hospital. Rod was nowhere to be found once the ambulance pulled up. The doctors ran tests and took her blood pressure. They diagnosed her with anemia and told her that she was three weeks pregnant. Serenity was hurt and felt like a dark cloud fell over her. She didn’t want to be bringing a child into the world that had Rod’s blood running through its veins even, though that would mean Ty’asia would be an aunt. She still didn’t want to have a child by someone who brought her so much harm and misery.

“Aren’t you happy, Serenity? You’re gonna have a baby!” Ty’asia exclaimed.

“No, I’m not! I don’t want to have a baby by Rod. He hurt me and abused my whole body. I can’t have this baby,” Serenity cried.

Terrell had been standing quietly in the hospital room, but now he spoke up. “Well, maybe I can help you take care of the baby, Serenity. Look, I know we barely know each other but I would like to spend the rest of my life with you. You don’t deserve this life and I can’t promise you that I could make it all better but I do know that I can repair what he broke.”

“I don’t know, Terrell. How can I know you won’t hurt me like he did or treat me even worse?” Serenity asked him

“I’ve experienced my drunken father beating my mother day in and day out. He used to hit her even if she breathed the wrong way. I vowed that when I got old enough to have a long-term relationship I would not treat my woman the way my father treated my mother.” Terrell explained as he grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.

Rod burst into the hospital high and upset. “I need to know which room Serenity Montgomery is in.” he said.

“Room 255, sir, right down the hall,” The receptionist informed him.

Rod walked down the hall stumbling. He wasn’t going to let Serenity get away that easy. He walked into the room with his 9 millimeter drawn. “So you thought you could get away that easy, Serenity? I made you! I’ll be damned if I let you leave me.” Rod said, pointing his gun at Serenity.

“Rod, stop it! It’s over! I’m pregnant and I can’t have you stressing me out.” Serenity said, trying to calm Rod down.

“You said what? Pregnant? Oh, now I hope you know that you damned well ain’t leaving now! And to make sure you won’t have anybody to help you this time–“ Rod raised his 9 millimeter at Terrell and shot him in his stomach, then pointed the gun at Ty’asia, “Sorry Ty, I love you, but this ain’t something I’m letting go easy.” He pulled the trigger but nothing came out. Ty’asia’s eyes were closed so she didn’t see the police officer run into the room and put a bullet in both of Rod’s legs.

“You’re under arrest for attempted murder, assault with a hand gun, rape, battery, possession of a deadly weapon, and possession of illegal narcotics.” The officer began reading Rod his rights while Terrell was being tended to by doctors and nurses. The police rushed Rod to another room to get medical services as well. Ty’asia and Serenity hugged and Ty’asia whispered to her, “It’s finally over, sweetie. It’s finally over.”

***

 

One Year Later:

“Serenity, go and get Hayden’s diaper bag ready to go over to his grandmother’s.” Terrell said to his wife. After the whole incident at the hospital, Serenity and Terrell went back to St. John’s to finish their education and start off fresh while Rod was serving 25 to life at Rykers Island. “It’s already in the car, babe. Now all you have to do is get him into his car seat.” Serenity laughed. She was happy that she chose to have the baby because Hayden didn’t remind her at all of Rod. Besides the hazel colored eyes, he looked just like Serenity. Terrell was man enough to give Hayden his last name and sign the birth certificate. He was going to raise Hayden as if he was his own. Terrell and Serenity vowed that no matter what they would always be together forever and that they would be dangerously in love with one another…….Well, except for the dangerous part.

THE END

 

Community Fair brings school and neighborhood together

Participants join in a traditional Mexican dance

Participants join in a traditional Mexican dance (Photo: Patterson Press)

By Brennan Meeks

Patterson High School held a Back to School Night and Community Fair on September 20, from 6:00 to 8:00 PM. The event was held mainly in the cafeteria but spread out into hallways and classrooms because there were so many things to do and see. Many local organizations from the Bayview area came out to support our school and inform students and their families about the services they provide. Among the community partners present were Johns Hopkins University, the Building STEPs program, CASA de Maryland and the Refugee Youth Project. Johns Hopkins Medical Center even sent a giant truck that provided free HIV screening and other medical services. Patterson put its many different resources and programs on display, such as sports, career pathway programs, health programs and much more.

Patterson had many visitors from the community, such as a local McDonald’s, which came to support us by giving away free sandwiches.  There were exciting entertainment acts, including a belly dancer, a hip-hop group and a a group of traditional dancers from Mexico. At the fair, the school also provided meals for teachers, students, staff, and families that were involved in the fair. At the fair, there were prizes that you can win just by completing a task. Also on display were many Patterson clubs that students can join. The Patterson Press table even featured old issues of the school newspaper dating back to the World War 2 era. The school store was open for anyone who wanted to purchase Patterson logo-ed shirts, mugs, pens, binders and much more.

Many Patterson students volunteered to help set up and run the fair, earning community service hours in the process. All of our Patterson family participated in this special event, making this year’s community fair a huge success.  We hope to do it again next school year. We would like to see a lot of family, staff members and students come back next time. Our mission is to make our school one of the top 500 schools in the nation, and this year’s community fair showed that we are well on the way to achieving that goal.

Rayvis Mitchell contributed to this article.

Ms. Diehl from Patterson's Health Corps, demonstrates how to eat a healthy diet. (Photo: Patterson Press)

Ms. Diehl from Patterson’s Health Corps, demonstrates how to eat a healthy diet. (Photo: Patterson Press)

CASA de Maryland

Latino rights organization CASA de Maryland promotes the Maryland Dream Act, which would grant more rights to undocumented immigrants in Maryland.  (Photo: Patterson Press)

Female coaches

Patterson’s female coaches encourage students to get involved in athletics. (Photo: Patterson Press)

belly dancer

A belly dancer performs for the crowd (Photo: Patterson Press)

Nail tech

Ms. Bridgeforth’s nail tech students give hand treatments and manicures. (Photo: Patterson Press)

eating

Students, family members, staff and visitors enjoy a meal together. (Photo: Patterson Press)

Clipper Corner

The school store (now called the Clipper Corner) sells Patterson T-shirts and other gear to students and visitors. (Photo: Patterson Press)

Free medical screenings

Health professionals provide free medical screenings on their mobile trailer. (Photo: Patterson Press)

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