After group criticism, group selection, a couple of iterations later, this is the winning design for the Youth In Charge logo by Pheng Vang.
Congratulations, Pheng! Good work.
To others that were not selected: your ideas were very good, but presentation accounts for a major part of why one design is selected over others. Keep it up!
Once upon a time there was a boy, seventeen years old, who rolled (did ecstasy) every weekend, stayed high, and drank 24/7.
He and I were cool and everything, but sometimes he could get very violent while he was high or drunk. One night we were at a party and he was drunk. I was on the dance floor, and someone smoked his weed that he had left on the table. He got super belligerent and became out of control. He found the girl who had taken the weed and she had smoked it all. Within a blink he had backhanded her.
A couple weeks later he met my friend Tracy and they started dating after hitting it off. He stopped his drug habits for the three months they were going out.
Unfortunately, he later got involved with meth. He and his friends got pulled over at about three in the morning. He was arrested because he was on acid and had thirty-four rolls (ecstasy) on him. He then went to court and was sentenced to six months in Lino. His girlfriend, Tracy, waited until he was finally released in February. He promised her that he would never go back and would never do drugs again.
– Chioma, 15
This is the truth about our own people living in the projects
Fighting for territory G’s riding a car
Smoking too much
And drug addiction
We could never find peace with races
Gang Rich n poor
And the rest of the haters out there
Everyone going crazy
Just because of drugs in the communities
Smoking weed
Rolling E’s
Crytal meth
Crack
And the rest of the …drugs out there
But the worst drug of all is meth
Just one puff from it
You’ll be addicted to it
Always got to say no to drugs
It only makes you turn into a hater
We could never change a person
Only they could change themselves
I would’ve died a long time ago
But something’s keeping me alive
Making me try to tell the whole world about it
But I’m just too stupid to realize
That I got a gift
To show everyone
But back then I was too young that time
Try once never going to do it again
This is the truth
From the view of my eyes
This is no lies
Don’t try
Not even once in your life
Too many memories going through in my mind
Got to be tough now.
– William, 16
The first time I encountered drugs was in my backyard when I saw a cigarette on my lawn.
I was only seven, and I didn’t know that smoking was bad. I was curious about what smoking was like. I picked up the cigarette, smoked it, and started to gag. My lungs felt like they were bursting out for fresh air.
Slowly, I started to breathe again, but I was breathing heavily, I went into my house and drank water to cool down for a bit. Then I began to calm down and fell asleep on my couch. That day taught me a lesson on why smoking can be harmful to your health, and I will never again smoke.
– C.J., 15
My first work experience was at the YWCA. In this program we watched little kids and helped them out with their homework. Every Monday and Wednesday we watch the kids at City-view. Tuesdays and Thursdays we went to Olson Middle School.
It was a fun experience, but it was also a frightening experience since I didn’t know anyone. To make things easier for me, I hung out with the kids more and got to know them better. Soon others like the elders started talking to me.
By the time I quit I had a lot of friends and a lot of free time. With the friends I made while working with the Y, we made a lot of mini videos. So my first work experience wasn’t bad or good—it was okay.
-Joshua
My first job experience was at a radio station called Jazz 88 KBEM FM, located in my school on the lower floor of North High’s locker room. I was one of the people who helped the D.J. get his CDs in time, because it was important to play the right song at the right time. I helped with a lot of the editing, changing CDs, and picking CDs. This wasn’t actually a real job, though, since it was part of my High School Small Learning Community (SLC).
I helped out a lot at KBEM. In class at the radio station, they taught me the facts about what the listener wanted to hear, and why they wanted to hear it. This job was a good way to spend that one hour part of my school day. It was a great experience and made me wonder what other kinds of jobs I could do in the future. I could be a cop, a lawyer, a paralegal, or a guy flipping burgers at a restaurant.
It was a lot of work, but at least it was a job. Not only did I enjoy the job, I received good pay out of it, too. I also saved a lot of money over the summer. Overall it was a great experience.
-Jeffrey
