My whole life has been fucked up. I'v always been a victem of the system. I can not remember anytime the cops had did anything for me without giving me some kind of greaf. I remember in 4th grade at Swift School in Chicago. I had a bitch for a teacher. She only liked certian kids, and I wasn't one of them.I remember she first had 2 math groups which I din't think anything about. One was more advance and the other was easier. Well I was in group 2 until mrs Larson or should I say Mrs Bitch decided to put me in group 3, Which was 1st grade 1+1+2 type of work. Stuff I already knew. How was I learning anything from that? She only did it so she could be verbally abusive.She would show off the class by saying, Here's my methed of teaching. First I have math group 1, These are the students that are going to make somthing out of themselves.Then there's group 2, These studants may be the one's to do day work in their live and group 3 are the retards that will be just bumbs all their life. The teacher hated me so much that she had this one girl say I mooned her. I was raised by my Great Grandmother which I called Nannie. Nannie was more of a Mother then my real Mother. When called to school over this Nannie told this bitch David would never do such a thing. Back in your face bitch I wanted to say but I would of got slaped for that. It also always seemed she liked the girls more then the boys, But she did molist one boy I know. Me, She had asked me to stay after school one day. I din't know why. after the class left she came back into the room. She asked me to go to the coat room and sit on the floor. Then she told me it's OK if you pulled dawn your pants at Betty Walker. I want you to pull down your pants at me. I said no I'm not pulling down my pants. She then said if you don't I'm calling your Grandmother and telling her you are not listening to me and you are not doing your work. So I pulled off my jeans. She say now take those underwhere off. I din't want to but I did. Now let me play with it. She started stroking it and then she put it in her mouth. and she was sucking it. At my age I really throught that was disgusting.After it was over she told me if you tell anyone you'll be the one going to the aldi home. I never metioned it to anyone but now I want the whole damn world to know. Even after 4th grade was over she tried to flunk me. She put me in a class that was 4th and 5th grade split. I was listed in the 4th grade names. I told my new teacher I was in 4th grade last year. She saw I was doing good work. Getting everything done. I however was still the class clown, but she called me up and said to me. Look at the attentence book. I looked and my name was at the bottom under the 5th graders. You belong in 5th grade David she told me. That made me happy.
Now let's talk about some of the other bullshit I went through. I did have more asshole teachers but not like Mrs Larson. Let's get to cops. I remember back in High School. I'd be out for lunch and a cop would pull over and ask for my school ID. Well I showed it to him and he'd ask, Got any dope on you? I'd say no. Actually somtimes I did. He'd give me back my ID and say OK have a good lunch. I'd have a good lunch alright. Chips, cookies,Candy bars. It was the attack of the Munchees. It's funny I'd cut class at times and never get stoped by a cop. When I would go to class I was so pie eyed.Later on however I started getting ill everytime I'd try to go to school. I would feel like I was walking in slow motion. My chest would hurt. I'd be short of breath. I would litterly run to the nurces station. I throught I was having a heart atteck. I was having panic attacks.I dropped out of HS. I tried to go back but they hald me back a year and I felt out of place so I droped out again. Later on I started having them again. I could not go outside or anwhere. My arms and my legs would get so numb. Nannie did anything she could to try to help me. My Mother would acually yell at me. She always treated me like shit. Nannie was strick but not mean and verbally abusive like my Mother.My Mother to this day has a mental illness and she will not admit it. She uses my Nephew as a crutch and her diabitis. And the guy she's with Herman Bessette, All he cares about is money.
We moved out of Clintonville WI to Bear Creek WI for a real short time. One day I was driving to work. I admit it was my faught. That's one thing about me I take resposibilty. Well the stop sign should of been closer to the corner but there was a stop sign. I was taking a ship of my coffee and din't see the stop sign. I was in the middle of the road and this car was coming. I tried to speed up but she hit the back of the car spinning me around in a 90 degree angle. That was my faught and I paid the ticket.
Now get a load of this one. I was going to church in Appleton WI. 35mi drive. It was bad and slippery that night. Waupaca County don't even care about if anyone gets killed or they would be plowing the roads. I pulled out of the drivway. I was driving my brothers silver Mercury I think it was. Their was no one coming, so I pulled out. I was driving nice and slow. I came to a corner I slowed down so I could turn right. The car slid into the ditch.I called my moms boyfriend Herman. He showed up with his pickup. But before he showed up, This redneck in this pickup asked me if I had someone coming to help me and I said yes I do, But Thanks. Not knowing this lying redneck bastard was going to call the Waupaca Sheriff Department and make up a big lie saying I tried to run him off the road. Sheriff Deputie Ben Barrington showed up. Herman was trying to pull the car out with his truck and he would of got it out. But no Ben Barrington said I can not let him pull you out, You are going to have to call a toll truck.I had to call Tag's Auto to pull the car out of the ditch. Then Ben Barrington wanted me to apolozize to this lying redneck. I was raised by my great Grandmother and she always told me to stand up for myself and that's what I did. I'm not going to apolozize for somrthing I din't do. The sheriff deputy then said to me, What are you? Some kind of a retarded Fagot that don't know how to drive. When this went to court, The redneck told a whole different lie on the stand. To me what he said sounded to me like it should of been his faught. He said he slowed down on the road so I could pull out of the drivway. Then when asked the color of the car. He said white. It was siver.I was thinking I'm outa here, But Judge Kirk another homophobic son of a bitch stuck up for this prick. and I filed a complaint aganst Ben Barrington. Nothing became of that. Even the homophobic Nazi Sheriff himself told me nothing is going to become of it.
All I can say is I hate this country. People should not be treated different just because of their belefs, Sexual oriantation, Long hair, Music. Having more or less money. The one main thing in my life is my children. Luis, Katrina and David. I don't get to see them because they were taken from there Mother. She was negleting them. I din't do anything wrong but have a metal illness. But I'm not insane. I tried to get help with housing, No one would help me. Now they are being raised by strangers who are just making money off them.
David J Lefever!
