Good. Luck comes sometimes

I’m Boynton Beach I didn’t have work I had to pick up things people threw out that they didn’t want any more So I used to take it to the Junk yard to get paid because I couldn’t get a real job because the people I was gonna work with didn’t like the colored folks .

About This Story

  • Project: We Are Here
  • Date submitted: 2018-09-12 00:00:00
  • Emotional tone: Strongly positive
  • Who should know about this? Everyone

About the Storyteller

  • Community: Boynton Beach
  • Age: 51-60
  • Gender: Male

How the Storyteller Interpreted Their Story

Note: Responses which fell closer to the middle (between two or three options) are shown as two dashes.
  • In your story, why did people act the way they did? They did what they believed
  • My story relates to: Here and now
  • Why did things happen in the story I told? The individual is responsible
  • The lesson in your story is: Things should change
  • In my story, problems are solved by: Members of the community
  • My story teaches us to: Always look ahead to the future
  • My story teaches us that: The community has total control
  • My story teaches us that: The community is vulnerable
  • My story teaches us that: The community is stable

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