Sheldon Avenue

Sheldon Avenue

  It was nice and sunny on Sheldon Avenue Then a black family moved there The girl Wilma was nice and became my sister’s best friend and we gave her a neat name sign like wine But Wilma’s little brother was a pest Every day he ran up to us and made faces and beat [...]

The reason I don’t drink

The reason I don’t drink

When I entered Gallaudet I was ready to be a rebel But the problem was that everyone there was drinking and if I drank I would be a follower and not a rebel So I said drink me never But what really nailed me was seeing my first drunk person I was walking down the [...]