Am I a juvenile delinquent? I’m a teenager; I’m young, young at heart in mind. In this position, I’m carefree; I enjoy doing nothing but to drink the wine of pleasure. I seldom go to school, nobody cares! But instead you can see me roaming around. Standing at the nearby canto (street). Or else standing beside a jukebox stand playing the nerve tickling bugaloo. Those are the reasons, why people, you branded me delinquent, a juvenile delinquent.
My parents ignored me, my teachers sneered at me and my friends, they neglected me. One night I asked my mother to teach me how to appreciate the values in life. Would you care what she told me? “Stop bothering me! Can’t you see? I had to dress up for my mahjong session, some other time my child”. I turned to my father to console me, but, what a wonderful thing he told me. “Child, here’s 500 bucks, get it and enjoy yourself, go and ask your teachers that question”.
And in school, I heard nothing but the echoes of the voices of my teachers torturing me with these words. “Why waste your time in studying, you can’t even divide 100 by 5! Go home and plant sweet potatoes”.
I may have the looks of Audrey Hepburn, the calmly voice of Nathalie Cole. But that’s not what you can see in me.
Here’s a young girl who needs counsel to enlighten her way and guidance to strengthen her life into contentment.
Honorable judge, friends and teachers…is this the girl whom you commented a juvenile delinquent?.