“Chain of Events” Final Draft Shania Romain

Shania Romain

Professor Hall

English

September 11th 2019

Chain Of Events

 That lil boy really saved my life I tell you man! Have you ever heard the saying “ My son  changed me.. he made me a better person ,I am so glad he chose me to be his mother”? That’s me, and I can relate.Let me run you through the “Chain of Events”.I was a troublesome kid in highschool, I went to the Urban Assembly School of Law and Justice located at 283 Adams Street, where I was notorious for getting suspended expelled getting into fights etc.It was literally the worst academic time of my life . Did I hate school? No. Truthfully, I just need a little L.O.V.E. I was literally fighting demons everyday . Let me break it down a little for you.  Every other kid can sit and boast about how they enjoyed their prom , their senior trip or how they became the president of a club or something . They exclaimed how they got into their dream college, dorming etc. I was the opposite. I got arrested , I got left back ,I became pregnant .I was the only one who didn’t graduate . While there was a 99% graduation, I WAS THE 1%. LOL!! Isn’t that funny? No,its not . 

 Classes usually ran like this 8:45 am you had to be in advisory where you basically got prepared for all of your classes. Your advisor usually spoke to you about the events going on in the school. He or she spoke to you about things your other teachers were saying about you the class you needed to improve on, checked attendance etc . My name was never called , I was never there. Your first class didn’t start until 9:00 am. My first class was Global , I had to take that class again because I was a dick head who couldn’t pass it the first time. History was one of my best subjects too, like what the hell ! The class wasn’t even that hard to be honest.For example,Napoleon Bonaparte was a French man who moved his way up during the French Revolution . He led the French Army during hard times blah blah blah and the other nigga got his head cut off cause he was being a Tyrant  and people didnt like the way he was ruling. See? It wasn’t that hard..

Fast forward to the time that I got arrested.Like I said I was a troublesome kid who needed some love and this is the story called “Chain of Events”  It was a sunny day in mid winter , you know like when winter is finishing up not that cold but cold,you still had to wear a coat but not a big one .There was no snow. I had a blue Nautica coat, a burgundy H&M sweater, dark blue jeans and some all blue Adidas shell tops. Blue was my favorite color .I loved those blue shell tops don’t judge me, and yes the other reason  had to do with a gang affiliation . The “Crips “ . I am sure everyone has heard of them . I was affiliated ,not official . I didn’t fight or get jumped to get in ,I just had a crip boyfriend will ex boyfriend now .He went by the name “Loco”. Anyways, my hair was in a bob and of course my eyebrows were done well drawn on . I remember having some hoop earrings. By the way ,those are the by far WORSE earrings to wear during a fight especially when you’re eventually going to be escorted  into an NYPD van lol. I didn’t have any nails on thank God because they would have broken during the fight. This was no ordinary fight . This was a fight against a pissed off angry teen and an NYPD cop . Yes he was White , so you can only imagine how I felt. My friends and I were Downtown Brooklyn standing in the corner as we watched the whole block go in shambles as there were also other schools Downtown.On this day everyone was fighting for some reason and we were just standing there  laughing like what the fuck is going on.The dummies (cops) came last minute when everything had settled down and everyone got their fights in and the bock was clear again . Here come the pigs acting as if they were doing something running and pushing people me included . This is what started this whole fucking shit in the first place . As we are standing there officer Bradley yes I remembered his name because to this day I still want to press charges decides to push through our circle and literally break it apart .  How can ONE person maneuver to break a five person circle ? That had to be one big ass push! I turned around and yelled “WHAT THE FUCK “?? Of course I was the only loud one who said something because everyone else were pussies and I didnt think that the goat heard me . Instead this piece of shit turns around stares me down with his blue master of the slave eyes and grabs up my fucking collar . My friends just stand there shook and scared . What CAN they possibly do though , they don’t want to get shot! He does this for about 45 seconds . Im not gonna lie, I was scared as fuck but that only enraged me more. I got angry.”Oh hell no , does he know who the fuck I am”?  I am not your regular black bitch I WILL CUT YOU !” I grabbed my pocket knife out my bag and began cursing out loud “ I am not the fuckng one ..!! “ You messed with the wrong MOTHER FUCKING BITCH “ !! I made enough ruckus to catch the attention of a black officer who put the cuffs on me and took me to the precinct . I was in that dirty stinky pissy ass precinct crying and banging on the walls for about 3 hours where they had me do the regular take off your belt shoe laces earrings etc . Do you know what it feels like to have flappy shoes with no shoe laces?? Eventually they let me out and of course my mother was unhappy she called my whole family and told them I was a big disgrace , which I was. This was only one of many disappointments .

 I then got pregnant and this what really changed my life. My baby boy who was supposed to come onto  this earth February 22nd 2019 arrived 12 weeks early November 30th. Born premature at only 30 weeks ,he is the reason why I am the way I am now ,a different person. The new and improved Shania Romain . There was a huge shift in my academic development and he is the definitive cause of that . When my son came into my life it changed my perspective of life. I thank God everyday for him because I would have still been out there being a dickhead kid. He made me want to do something with my life. I WANTED to get focused.I WANTED to get on track. I had to, I really didn’t have a choice. I had someone who was looking up to me . His name was Leonard Elijah Jermaine Romain-Martin and although he passed away from Necrotizing Enterocolitis which is when the large intestines dies due to being inflamed ,he had a large impact on my life for the little time he’s been here . He gave me a purpose and he is the reason for my change in behavior and the way I view education . I would never want my son to go through the things I went through , I had to switch up quick and take advantage of the opportunities in front of me. First it was finishing school , and getting into college so that I can make him proud because he was and still is the closest thing to me. No one should ever have to lose a kid that young but God knows best. One thing that I admire about him is how he never gave up on life, when the doctors told me that he only had approximately three days left , he showed us that he can push for seven ! He is my angel , my personal motivation to keep going, he changed my life. I made a promise to him when he was passing away to not make my mother disappointed anymore and a vow to make him proud . He taught me to keep going,and  even when life is against you keep trying,you keep striving. This is why I am never going to give up on myself again .This is the new and elevated Shania Romain. I am determined to reach my goals because my son didn’t live to reach his and as his mother, I have to make him proud. 

My son saved me. The new Shania Romain promises to make something of herself to not take anything for granted and to make her son mother and most important herself proud by all means.This is my new slate .