A BIO OF MYSELF: VOLUME 1 & 2 One Might Call Courageous

By Leumas Sirrah

"The Struggling (Leumas Sirrah) a Wattstonian from Los Angeles (Watts) manage with the help of screenwriter Mr. Schulberg becomes a professional writer of poetry (a success story)." Aim to become an actor, added was poetic verse and often compared to William Blake.

"I must create a system or be enslaved

• Language: English
• Publisher: Amelia Publishing
• Release date: Dec 6, 2022
• ISBN: 9781646741885

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A Bio of Myself:

Volume 1 & 2

One Might Call Courageous

Copyright © 2022 by Leumas Sirrah

ISBN-Epub: 978-1-64674-188-5

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Contents

Preface

1 | Chapter

Our Monumental World Order Contribution

Our Monumental World Order Contribution

2 | Chapter

3 | Chapter

4 | Chapter

Shining Star And New Life

Beautiful Hook-Up

Where Angels Talk Through Stillness

Might Put A Poem To This One; Intellectualist

Titled: The Forgotten Is Not Easy

Titled: Be Glad For Another’s Love (Loving)

Shadow Of A Face

Just To Be Well Rounded

Silhouette Bullet Proof Soul

Run With The Doves If You Can Take Flight.

In The Poetry Section

***Everything

Celestial Bodies Collide; With Marriage

I Will Treasure Until The Day My/Our Heart Beat As One!

Intellectualist By Leumas

Shadow Of A Face

A Bio of Myself; Vol. 1

One Might Call Courageous Novelette a work with verifiable characters and events that is shorter and usually less complex than a novel

E-mini Book filled with Story and Poetry; commemoration composed by Leumas Sirrah (Samuel Harris Jr.) Structured on the 17th of June & June 24, 2011; and completed 6/28/11; Due to the mishap of the typist, myself, and the deletion of master had to be redone, (8/19/2011) began (11/03/2011) finish.

Preface

Fredrick Douglass House Foundation Supervise by the Late, Fame Screenwriter & novelist Budd Schulberg. The Watts Writers Workshop independently operated and function by original members Vallijo K., Tsenre (Ernest) M., Blossom P., Jimmy S., Harry D., Birddell S., Sonora Mc., Carol Fannie B. David M., Emmery E., Bob H., Frank S., Thomas J., and myself Leumas Sirrah (Samuel Harris Jr.). This story written for the Appreciable Opportunity to communicate and illustrate talent and learnt creative writing (play, short story, film and verse), song, music, art, dance, and lecture, that did not wither or become stale, loss, deteriorate, diminish, or rejected because of condition of people or white people and politics, and or deliberate financial failure practices; for Budd, I/we got plenty love for you! Arrive to aid and assist those persons whom wanted to be creative.

In memory preceding his death and one’s own spinal fatality --- instructed never refuse to know, reject or hinder the talent and skill within me seen; he, Budd saw. In loving memory!

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1 | Chapter

What is a very revealing story, a story surely and the uncertainty is what the story has come to reveal. By now you’ve been reading and I have written about Los Angeles learning about its educational system or about the many atrocities and injustices during this story’s period of 1963 to 2010. Reveal the realisms of the honorarium periods, or maybe about South Central Los Angeles better known as Watts, California or about, I and me. Yes, everything does warrant an examination but the value of any story particular this one depends upon who is reading the story. One will read and taste many flavors of the story’s values. And how one feels at the moment and how one believes is what one came to believe, they believing become a part of this story. Their own worthwhile time and what one is willing to put into their reading; has as much as to do with the value; they walk away with, contemplate, and maneuver with are within the content pages before them. Become their own version of the story but I will say this story deserve the same outlook, consideration and most certain the same respect. We are all feeling strongly about the cycle things within the process of Life. This addition in mine as writer and yours/reader as reader, shall keep pointing. Point toward allowance of strong feelings geared and directed to positive ties between all whether written or televise and or not; which is before you this written hello, hello! Hello out there, come alive lifting your heads. If gut drive does not do then prayer will surely be the answer, hello?

A little something I thought I would send you

Here we are,

God just you and I together

Just the two of us making a Day

In it I know I’ll seek your direction

For this is the way, you give Mercy and Grace!

Here we are you and I Lord, together

Asking of your guidance throughout the Day

In this way I’ll find and seek Forgiveness

Jehovah we show love in so many ways!

Here we are, your truth while, together

Praise, worship, the Fellowship and the Gospel we Pray

Oh God, you become and are, the way of Salvation

Salvation and repentance in Death we must face!

A little something I thought I would send you

Toward what the bible says to win the race

Here we are you and I Lord, together

Asking only that I love others as I Love the scripture’s way Father God Jehovah here I am in Prayer this Day!

leumas

So Hello; by now you know that this Bio of Myself, is not about myself, per se: My name is Samuel Harris Jr. (Junior) and I was born to Samuel and Mary Harris, distinct cultures, in 1947, August 10th, Afro-American and Mexican-American parents. As a Black and a Hispanic child, made me (now) known as, and I went to school and lived in Watts. It’s been said that I should be thought of as being very courageous. Watts, California can be a like any small inter ghetto community it has its campuses, parks, playgrounds. Some of my most memorable moments are here in Watts, 10357 S. Grape Street and one most memorable moment was at the age of seven. Besides starting school at this age the school playground and my on stage fun time began. Sure skipping grades brought a glee because it made parents beam with gladness. But it was on the school ground I found more than what, I was told, was unsurpassed, it was football. I got many a standing ovation for acting. The next most memorable factor was my mathematics, science abilities; and crime, like most cities there as infested as the public and good citizens that live there allow; courageous is what you make of it. For me it was not the small area that entails Jordan Downs, Nickerson, Imperial Courts, Central Courts (when it exist) and the Hacienda (2/5 of the Los Angeles population) a lot LA comes from and has lived in the projects; lived in Watts California. Life Cycle here enable me to attend both day and night class in my senior year at David Starr Jordan High; Trigonometry (only time it was offered). And like so many other times although I was not on the football team I coach little league after classes. I also attended 102nd Street Elementary School and Edwin Markham Junior High. Where yes, a B or low A student, I was. But I was a winning coach enjoying the game this way as much as playing the game. Higher education I acquired at California Lutheran University and Compton Community College. Control Data in the 70’s, Los Angeles Trade Tech, S.T.R.I.V.E business and career school, and the last attendance was at Antioch University in Culver City 2010. Football and basketball have always been my favorite sports to watch and playing. All starting when I began going to school, it showing by the many trophies won at Will Rogers Park. During these learnt times my life was a superb fantasy.

Throughout my learnt process I was filled with contentment, it has always been my father that indirectly urges me to educate myself. It was, always do what your mother (2nd-Stepmother) tells you; unfortunately it would be the same effort of success, martial ties, which would become an imminent failure for us both, for him. Anyway, this big to do, was for me to do but a single thing, and that was to go to school, and like a duck to water is way I took it, I paddled glided through it. I enjoyed school you hear me, I enjoyed school, learning, and the teachers or professors. But only twice in this growth of me did I face utter disaster wrecking my happy-go-lucky self. Although I was in my Junior year of my High School attendance, after my step-mother Andrea (2nd) had trick me into, I, leaving with she/her. To another house (my brother and sister the other sister was with my birth mother), leaving him, my father, when he was at work. And she tells me in a way that led me to believe that he, soon, would join us at this new house and home. Force out of the house later by the eldest step-sister, left to live out of the District of David Starr Jordan High School, a near community called Willow brook. Where I live and walking to school starting my junior, too. Walk to and back my entire senior year (ever hear the elder talk about walking to school through the snow and long distant), mine was a sort of a struggle story of courage much the same. But to make matters worse many of the Harris’s and Leal’s that were younger than me (half and step brothers) one older step (Leal) brother. That which in junior high caught and passed in grade by the time we/I got to high school, they were dabbling in the sells of drugs on campus. The matters worsen with my situation for