Life on Mitchell Road

By Cynthia Burse Brandon

In my emotional but serious short story, Life On Mitchell Road, there are trouble teens who feel unloved, unworthy, unwanted, unfit and unneccessary.

Freeman is a quiet but somewhat lost and impressionable young man who's crying out for some acceptance among his peers. He meets William a young man with the same problems but a disturbed mind. They've tried to fit in but found the world to be much to cruel. And no matter who they turn to for help they get slapped in the face. Now William has devised a plan to see that no one ever disrespects them again.

Freeman's fought a long battle for social acceptance andsocial freedom. And still he runs into one brick wall after another. Thanks to his new friend Wiilliam, Freeman feels his fight will soon be over. Quiet young people are usually teased and bullied to the point of embarrassment. They are outcast and rarely show any emotion.

These young teens just need to be accepted. Like anyone else they need someone to talk to. Or the pain, the rejection and the embarrassment will eat them up inside like cancer. And sooner or later this will mentally take its toll, and eventually they will explode.

Today is the day to take final exams. The underclassmen have two weeks left in school. But this is the senior's last day of classand no one was prepared for what was about to happen. No one knew who, what, when or why. All they knew was something had happened at Mitchell Road School.

Life On Mitchell Road relates to our troubled teens and their struggle thru everyday living.

Freeman realizes that two wrongs don't make a right. And just because he's hurting doesn't nean he's lost out on life. He virtually becomes the hero.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 8, 2012
• ISBN: 9781477224755

Cynthia Burse Brandon

Cynthia Burse Brandon one of four children lived in the home with her father, mother and three brothers. The house was full of books she remembers, as her mother always took the time to read as many as she could before bedtime. The Cat In The Hat was a favorite series her brothers seemed to love, but Cynthia loved Cinderella.  Her mother played a selection of records that taught her and her brothers lessons about life. For example, some of the songs were Whistle While You Work, Never Play With Matches and Swimming can be fun, just to name a few. She is the widow of John Brandon Jr. who she resently lost to a long battle with cancer. The mother of two adult son's Keith and John and grandmother of little Kaylee. Cynthia loves to write she received the Editor's Choice Award in February 2007 for Outstanding Achievement in Poetry, her poem has been recorded for the visually imparied, in 2002 she submitted an article for the Viewpoint in the Commercial Appeal as well as being named The Change Champion for September 2010 at St. Francis Hospital where she developed the Nursing Assistant Welcome Sheet. This small article will help visiting Nursing Assistance become aware of the duties on the floor the she works on as a Certified Nursing Assistant. Going to school Cynthia feels should not be interrupted by anything or anyone. She tried to install the same values in her sons that her parents instilled in her and her siblings. She only hopes the youth of today will allow themselves to receive a good education and let God direct their path. Cynthia attented Mitchell Road School where she graduated. Cynthia's childhood memories pushed her to write and her faith in the Lord simply guides her.

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My book Life on Mitchell Road is fiction and in no way reflects Mitchell Road \ High School or any other school anywhere. It also in no way reflects any individual who has attended or currently attends Mitchell Road \ High School or any individual in any other school anywhere.

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First published by AuthorHouse 09/11/2011

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Mitchell Road School \ Mitchell High School

Mitchell Road School was built in 1957 as a county neighborhood institute for higher learning. In 1970 Mitchell was reclassified as a Memphis City School. This book will mark the 54th year of Mitchell High School’s exsitance.

I applaud my old alma mater.

Go Tigers

Contents

Dedication

More Dedications

Prologue

Introduction

Life on Mitchell Road

Cliques

Tips For Communicating With Your Adolescent

Survey Questions

An Honor

Some Things the Class of 1975 Has Been Doing Since We Graduated

The 1975 Yearbook

In Memoriam

Acknowledgments

Praises for Cynthia Burse Brandon

The Class of Nineteen Seventy-five

This book though small to some has a large impact to our future generation. We are no longer in tune with our past yet we allow our children to destroy our present. This will in turn create chaos in our future. We need to be able to correct our children without fear of being arrested. You may not have that fear but it is a reality in today’s world.

Our past should reflect on our present. When my parents were growing up no one ever heard of making faces or stomping off when told to do something. When I was growing up we never thought of calling the police on one of our parents. Not only would the police come they would have to bring the coroners van also. Our parents weren’t mean they just taught us moral values.

So to all of us let’s just stop and relate to our children. Now is the time to act not look away. Talking is fine but a good old fashion whipping is the best medicine. It doesn’t promote violence it builds character.

I got a few whippings and just look at me. Smile

Dedication

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(John and Cynthia Brandon)

I would not have finished my book if it wasn’t for you my love. You left me here to go on without you because God needed you most, and so to you I dedicate this book. I love you and miss you my hero, John Henry Brandon Jr.

More Dedications

There are so many people I could dedicate this book to, but first and foremost I give all the Praises, the Glory and the Honor to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

To my loving husband John Brandon who let me know it’s ok to love and be loved without fear of being hurt. You told me forever and now I am treasuring your wonderful memories. There will never be another J.B., I will always love you and I miss you one day I’ll see you again. You’ve got your wings fly high my love.

To my sons Keith and John reading to you as I wrote the book meant more to me than your great responses; mama finish so we can read the entire book ourselves, Ha, ha, you can read it now.

My mother Nancy Burse, thank you for your financial and mental support, you are a pushing machine. Your love for success urged me all the way to the end.

Charlie J Burse Jr., thank you for being my father and provider. As you fly with the angels just know I miss you daddy.

My three brothers Perdido, Charles and Charlie you have always believed in me. I thank you ‘My Three Musketeers’.

Bernita Cole I thank you for your wonderful ears, always listening to my gripes. I just hope I didn’t tire you out.

Deanna Kaminsky what are friends for, that’s what I can hear you saying. Your many phone calls, e-mails and your tokens by way of the post man, you are the best, please never change.

Yolanda Brooks you put up with all my nagging day in and day out. With God working through you I believe I kept my sanity and remained grounded.

Lashana Williams you have discovered your true love, now go get your dreams and don’t stop. You my friend are my little sister.

Chalafonte McDowell you would have beat me if I didn’t finish and go for my dreams, you are the epitome of what a siStar really is. You helped me through some of the rough time and took me to have a lot of the good times. We are joined at the hip STAR!

Thank you Sam Nelson, I worried you the most with my computer glitches.

Eric Wallace you left us oh so soon, we miss you and love you. Watch over your mother, she is a strong woman of faith.

Minnie Rawls Webb (Aunt Minnie) Speak, Knock and God Bless, I’ll love you always.

Cheroyl Garner my sister, my friend, you were my ear, confidant, my laughter, the other half of my smile, and most of all we were