Thursday, September 03, 2009


Stop me if you heard this one before, but I'm too old to be where I
am. School wise that is. Seriously. I had an epiphany and today in
Chicano Studies it materialized as a class of 30 plus students had a
discussion about the sociological, enviromental and personal reasons
students identify as chican@, Mexican, Salvidorian etc. Course this is
a begining chicano studies class and even though I know what I know,
by learning it from the streets, and have a firm grasp of things.

So it occured to me during class, the discussion took up the ENTIRE
class time, that knowing what I know, I have to start somewhere and in
that I realized I was getting grifted. Never mind the whole I know
what Chicano is thing, I'm in a fucking over crowded class in wack ass
bungalows with bare minimum equipment almost literaly fighting for
bread crums with everyone else. Course this being California, budget
cuts, tuition increases and enrollment caps are flooding the gates
even more.

I feel this way in all my classes, except photo cause I love that
class :-D. Honestly this is some fucking bull shit. I'm suppose to
compete with students who have every advantage at their disposole from
other schools when I join them at the university level. We're all
going up to the plate with two strikes and three balls on the board
agaisnt us. Bases loaded, tie game bottom of the ninth inning. And
here I come dusting off my shoes with a splintered bat, not wearing
the proper equipment, the hopes and dreams of the team resting on my
shoulders. And it's only going to get harder the higher you go.

~ con safos ~