How I Learned to Read

First Step: Telling someone I do not know how to read. 

Second Step: Finding a tutor which wasn’t all that hard.

I started learning how to read straight out of high school. I had met a teacher there whom I had told I did not know how to read. She decided to tutor me. Now that I think about it, I don’t remember asking her to tutor me. I will say her name is Katherine. She tutored me for about two years.

She started with me on the alphabet. We use to go to a park and write big letters on the basketball court and I use to walk around several letters to get to know them. Then we started reading anything that would interest me like comic books and street signs. We started looking for other ways to teach me, so we read together for quite a while. Then she had to go home, so she brought me to Project Read where I am now a Reader.

-- George

Break Silence - It's B.S.

Why should black lives matter to anyone else? From my experience living in S.F.H.A. for more than 10 years, I feel that we as black people in our own community don't care much about each others lives. What's up with that? If another race commits a violent crime against a black person, we don't have a problem snitching, We have a whole lot to say to our neighbors, media and even the police. When it's a black-on-black violent crime or domestic violence on our neighborhood sisters, brothers, or cousins in our community, we don't have nothing to say. We don't snitch. It's B.S. So, do black lives really matter to black people in our community? When will we Break Silence?
-- Ms. D. Gigante