The Problem we All Live With

In the drawing The problem we all live with there is a small African-American school girl walking next to White male businessmen. In the background there is racist graffiti on the wall. this painting represent school integration. The title explains itself well. Still to this day it is a problem we all live with.

TAKS determines schools Budget

One of the topics that stood out that we discussed in class was the how school's budgets determine on how well the kids do on TAKS. There were so many different views in our class. Some thought it was a good idea because it helps the schools to want to do better so they can get more money. In other views people thought it should be the other way around. They thought the schools that didn't do so well should get more money for resources so their kids can succeed the next year.

My view on this is that everyone should get the same amount of money. Since we want everyone to be equal we should give everyone equal money. Although when I say "everyone" gets the same money, I mean according to their school size. Obviously a school with 4,000 kids is going to need more money than a school with 400. For the TAKS schools should just get recognition.

High School

I am from a very small town named Godley. It is thirty minutes south of Fort Worth with a population of 800. In a town this small your friends become your brother and sisters. I played on the basketball team and sooner or later they weren't my teammates they were my family.

When I was a fresman my parents got divorced. My mom moved to Dallas and my father stayed in Godley with me. He stayed with me until he had a stroke. Because of his bad health, he had to move closer to my mom so she could take care of him. So I was left with two choices, move in with a friend, or move to Dallas with my family.

I chose to move in with my friend and it was probably one of the hardest choices I have ever made. The reason I picked it though is because I knew I could succeed at Godley. My basketball team kept my grades up and my friends kept me involved. I knew moving to a big school my sophomore year would be hard. I would have to find new friends that I know couldn't compare. I would have to earn a spot on the basketball team.