You raised me to be who I am today, and one day my children will feel the way I feel about you. I don’t see myself away from you, because you are home. No matter how far I go, I’ll always find my way back to my city, the center of my soul.
The free-speech environment to extremists and social outliers is as welcoming as a leaf or vine in a South American rainforest.
Dear Berkeley,
I know that you are fun and caring, and that you have housed the movement and protests at the UC Berkeley campus. I know that you provide the best education.
Dear Oakland,
When I walk down your streets, I hear cars moving because your streets are so busy, it feels like (I am in a sea of cars).
Dear Oakland,
When I walk down your streets, I hear cars moving because your streets are so busy, it feels like (I am in a sea of cars).
I feel a lot of sorrow when I think about you. It’s disheartening to see your abandoned buildings and ghost filled neighborhoods, your gang filled streets.
