Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Suburbia


I'm going to be honest with myself for a second and acknowledge an oddly specific hate of mine. 9 out of 10 times that I ask someone at the U of I where they are from I get the response "I'm from blahbadeeblah, it's a suburb of Chicago." I hate the fact that these suburban kids get fancy educations from their million dollar public high schools while kids from inner city, southern, and central Illinois get pitiful educations. I come from Danville, home of the Danville High School Vikings. Danville is the county seat to Vermilion county which has the dubious honor of having the highest teen pregnancy rate per capita in the nation. My freshman class started with over 500 students and graduated 262. About 50% flunked out or moved away? Great. Luckily, we have AP classes though which I managed to take. The combined learning I achieved from those got me some 3's and some 4's by the "skin of my teeth" if that is the expression. I can use Rhet AP credit and that is about it. A classmate of mine was recently arrested for double homicide. He was a funny kid. One time he told me a joke. "Now I gunna acks you a few questions and to every question, you're gunna reply by saying ketchup and liquor. What do you eat for breakfast?(ketchup and liquor). What do you eat for Lunch? What do you eat for dinner? What do you do when a naked 90-year old woman with a floppy pussy runs down the street?" To which an idiot would reply ketchup and liquor. Another classmate of mine was murdered in a separate case a month before that for drug dealing in someone else's territory. I recently asked my roommate who is from the suburbs what section 8 housing is. He didn't know. I asked him if he knew what a LINK card is. He didn't know. I asked him if he know what W.I.C. is. He also didn't know what that was. A personal encounter of mine with the less fortunate came once when I was running for DHS cross country. I was running down a street that had a stoplight on it that I had to stop for.(notice my lack of being able to compose a sentence without prepositions at the end? I learned that was bad here). Anyway, I was standing there waiting for the light to change when an 8th grader came up and punched me in the face. He got away unscathed. the police caught him a bit later, and I got to attend his hearing. He was arrested on 3 different accounts of assault of which he almost beat some other kid to death, and on a random side note, he also stole a bike. I didn't get to hear how long he has to go to juvee. Obviously, suburbs aren't devoid of such stuff, it is just that Danville has a lot more of it on a daily basis. Though my hometown and its high school aren't too bad. We have a pretty good football team this year. Dick Van Dyke was born in Danville. Warrant played at our civic center last year. I thought my might end my huge complain-fest on a slightly good note.

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