Spoken Word

This is a blog of sound bytes from one day at Michele Clark. These were either spoken directly to me or within the context of a conversation of which I was (more or less) a part. The contributors to this blog are freshmen, sophomores, teachers, and security guards, and no single contributor is quoted more than once.

“That’s the first time I heard her speak practically all year.”

“You got change for a 20?”

“She said, ‘I don’t even like you; you phony.’ an I said, ‘I on’t even care, we ain’t friends, I on’t even care.’ and then she said she wanna fight me and came at me.”

"Yo, you know I have to walk him around cause otherwise he funna get jumped."

"Can you help me, please?"

“NO, I didn’t have a good weekend. My cousin got...I don’t even wanna say it.”

“Where Ms. Coi at?"

“It’d be nice to teach the same thing as the other teachers every day, but you never know what they’re doing.”

“Ya’ll need the blood of jesus--that’s what you need!”

“I get all A’s in science, but I don’t like it. At all.”

“You gotta pencil?”

“I used to dance, but I can’t anymore.”

"Yeah, that's my name, but you can call me Yung Motion, cause I'm the baddest baller in this here school."

“That’s why I always take up for the kids who’s getting picked on; because you never know when they’s gonna snap. This kid probably just got picked on too much. That’s why he stabbed that other kid in the hand today.”

“Why would these kids need to hurry to class? It’s only finals week.”

“Girl, I got all the chocolate you need right here.”

“They wasn’t no one absent in 5th period. We had a full house.”

“I don’t wanna laugh, you know, but sometimes these kids just make me laugh.”