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in these hands - Boys and Girls Clubs of Boston

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(left to right) yawkey club <strong>of</strong> roxbury alumni travis pettus <strong>and</strong> Jakeen cobb,<br />

who was named the club’s 2008 youth <strong>of</strong> the year.<br />

“With all that happened <strong>in</strong> my life, i still manage to keep my<br />

head <strong>and</strong> family together. this journey helped me change my<br />

life so much. i’m on the right track <strong>and</strong> i want to stay on it.”<br />

– Jakeen cobb<br />

read Jakeen’s story on the next page<br />

“<br />

boys & girls clubs <strong>of</strong> boston 2008 annual report page 5<br />

The people you most depend on to support you at<br />

important times <strong>of</strong> your life aren’t guaranteed to be<br />

there. unfortunately i found this out the hard way<br />

when i lost both <strong>of</strong> my parents. although this would<br />

throw a lot <strong>of</strong> people <strong>of</strong>f track, i didn’t let it stop me<br />

from do<strong>in</strong>g the right th<strong>in</strong>g. now i am at an important<br />

time <strong>of</strong> my life <strong>and</strong> i have to f<strong>in</strong>d my <strong>in</strong>ner strength<br />

<strong>and</strong> face it without my parents’ support.<br />

My mother died <strong>of</strong> alcohol problems when i was 11<br />

years old <strong>and</strong> just three years later my father died<br />

follow<strong>in</strong>g an illness. My mother had given birth to<br />

seven boys <strong>and</strong> four girls. i’m the seventh oldest <strong>and</strong><br />

i have been help<strong>in</strong>g take care <strong>of</strong> my four younger<br />

sibl<strong>in</strong>gs s<strong>in</strong>ce i was young. it was extremely hard for<br />

me to get over my parents’ deaths, but it was even<br />

harder for me to face my new responsibilities. i had<br />

to adapt so fast that i really didn’t have time to enjoy<br />

my childhood. i had to make sure that my sibl<strong>in</strong>gs’<br />

homework was done, that they took showers <strong>and</strong><br />

brushed their teeth, <strong>and</strong> that their clothes were ironed<br />

for the next day. i had to walk them to the bus stop<br />

<strong>and</strong> pick them up.<br />

everyth<strong>in</strong>g changed on January 24, 2003. i still<br />

remember it was a cold w<strong>in</strong>ter night <strong>and</strong> my brother<br />

was hang<strong>in</strong>g outside the house with a couple friends<br />

around midnight; i was sleep<strong>in</strong>g <strong>and</strong> then suddenly<br />

i heard gun shots. i jumped up out <strong>of</strong> my sleep, so<br />

scared. My sister got up <strong>and</strong> heard my brother <strong>in</strong> the<br />

hallway scream<strong>in</strong>g for help, but it was too late. before<br />

she could get to him, the police were dragg<strong>in</strong>g his<br />

body out the door. i saw my brother ly<strong>in</strong>g on his back<br />

with bullet holes <strong>in</strong> his neck <strong>and</strong> stomach. i feel bad<br />

for my nephew because he never really got a chance<br />

to know his father, who was murdered because he had<br />

been <strong>in</strong>volved <strong>in</strong> a gang when he was younger. after<br />

that happened i knew that the streets aren’t the way<br />

to live life. i didn’t want to follow his footsteps <strong>and</strong> be<br />

<strong>in</strong>volved <strong>in</strong> a gang.<br />

i was so terrified for so long after that happened<br />

th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g that someone was com<strong>in</strong>g after my family.<br />

i started to give up on everyth<strong>in</strong>g. i wasn’t motivated.<br />

i felt stressed out all the time. i lost focus on my future.<br />

this is what i was go<strong>in</strong>g through com<strong>in</strong>g out <strong>of</strong> middle<br />

school on my way to high school.<br />

Dur<strong>in</strong>g my sophomore year, i began to realize that i<br />

had to set a good example for my brothers <strong>and</strong> sisters<br />

because they were look<strong>in</strong>g up to me. i started to make<br />

an impact on my sibl<strong>in</strong>gs <strong>in</strong> a way i didn’t even notice<br />

at the time. i started work<strong>in</strong>g harder <strong>in</strong> school <strong>and</strong><br />

br<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g home good report cards. it rubbed <strong>of</strong>f on<br />

them <strong>and</strong> they started to br<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> good grades. My<br />

little brother <strong>and</strong> i have this competition to see who<br />

can get the most trophies. i’m w<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g so far; i have<br />

18 <strong>and</strong> he has seven. i believe he’s go<strong>in</strong>g to beat me<br />

real soon if he keeps work<strong>in</strong>g hard.<br />

What made me different from the rest <strong>of</strong> the crowd<br />

was how i occupied my time after school. to stay out <strong>of</strong><br />

trouble i was <strong>in</strong>volved <strong>in</strong> numerous activities <strong>in</strong>clud<strong>in</strong>g<br />

football, basketball <strong>and</strong> counsel<strong>in</strong>g at the yawkey<br />

boys & girls club. after two years on my school’s<br />

Varsity football team, i became team capta<strong>in</strong> – not<br />

only because <strong>of</strong> my talent, but because <strong>of</strong> my<br />

leadership skills. play<strong>in</strong>g sports for my last three<br />

years helped me mature on <strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong>f the field.<br />

a place that helped me grow up was the boys & girls<br />

club. it was like a second home to me. if i ever had a<br />

problem i could go there <strong>and</strong> the staff would treat<br />

me like their own son. i loved go<strong>in</strong>g there after school<br />

because i would meet new people every day; it was a<br />

place to do my homework, play basketball, <strong>and</strong> many<br />

more th<strong>in</strong>gs. it was a place where i just felt safe <strong>and</strong><br />

had so much fun every day that i would forget about<br />

how bad my life was sometimes. this place opened my<br />

eyes to a lot <strong>of</strong> th<strong>in</strong>gs, especially college. last year i<br />

went on a historically black college tour with the club.<br />

it was a great experience to see college life outside<br />

<strong>of</strong> boston, <strong>and</strong> it’s someth<strong>in</strong>g that i could see myself<br />

do<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> a couple years. i plan to stay for a year or two<br />

at Massbay, where i am now, <strong>and</strong> then transfer so i can<br />

get my college degree.<br />

life can be difficult sometimes, but that’s the way it<br />

is. i have learned from the mistakes <strong>and</strong> experiences<br />

i had <strong>in</strong> the past. some th<strong>in</strong>gs, you just can’t take for<br />

granted because tomorrow is not promised to be the<br />

same as it was yesterday. but life goes on!<br />

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