Marcus Giavanni

In 1979, I was expelled from school for pummeling a bully in my 3rd month of my senior year of high school of 4,000 students. Though this bully was bigger than me, it did not stop me from teaching Bully Ronald, to never pick on a kid in a wheelchair, leg braces, crutches, or to week mentally or physically able to protect themselves. And the people who sat back and watch this Bully in action, not wanting to be caught in his cross-hairs or doom. Well, this bully picked on the wrong person, my little brother and the rest was on like Donkey Kong! Unfortunately, my high school connections did not get me out of trouble. And my adopted mother was so embarrassed, that she and my father threw me out of the house in November 1979. I was a very popular student that was known for not taking any shit from nobody! And my friends where the top #badasses, in the school, from top jocks to the freaks that hung out on the canal bank; smoking pot from handmade pipes, made in metal or wood shop classes. In fact, my typing teacher was arrested for selling pot to students. Boy, good thing this stuff doesn’t happen now! Lolololololololololol!