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Publié par | Everest Media LLC |
Date de parution | 03 mai 2022 |
Nombre de lectures | 0 |
EAN13 | 9781669397922 |
Langue | English |
Poids de l'ouvrage | 1 Mo |
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Insights on Christian Picciolini's White American Youth
Contents Insights from Chapter 1 Insights from Chapter 2 Insights from Chapter 3 Insights from Chapter 4 Insights from Chapter 5 Insights from Chapter 6 Insights from Chapter 7 Insights from Chapter 8 Insights from Chapter 9 Insights from Chapter 10 Insights from Chapter 11 Insights from Chapter 12 Insights from Chapter 13 Insights from Chapter 14 Insights from Chapter 15 Insights from Chapter 16 Insights from Chapter 17 Insights from Chapter 18 Insights from Chapter 19 Insights from Chapter 20 Insights from Chapter 21 Insights from Chapter 22 Insights from Chapter 23 Insights from Chapter 24 Insights from Chapter 25
Insights from Chapter 1
#1
I was the quintessential class bully at St. Damian Elementary School. I took great pleasure in routinely tormenting my eighth grade classmates. I was target of Jake's taunts that day.
#2
I had to fight Jake Reilly, a bully, in eighth grade. I didn’t have any friends in Oak Forest, and I was alone against him and his cronies. I prayed one of the teachers would stop the fight.
#3
I was terrified of getting my face punched by this huge boy. I knew that once I was defeated, I would be ruined forever. I couldn’t care less about the money I would lose in the bet; I was ready to be exiled from the ranks of St. Damian’s lower class.
#4
I was so angry with Jake that I wanted to kill him. I stepped in and threw the first punch, landing squarely on him. I felt my pulse race as I waited for the police to arrive.
#5
I became the Bully Slayer, and I was drunk with my newfound significance. I was ten dollars richer. I was no longer the weird Italian kid who spent all his after-school free time with his elderly grandparents in their Blue Island ghetto instead of the stale upper-middle-class confines of this Oak Forest suburbia.
Insights from Chapter 2
#1
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