Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous
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Known as a Significant Voice in Modern Literature, a Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2025 Black Authors Matter Children Book Awards Nominee for his books, and International Impact Awards' Author of the Year Nominee
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The Last Kileo
We are a proud people. We are a strong people. We fought off many who tried to take our rights. And that's why the pressure is on now. I am trying to promote peace in my community. I am trying to ease fears. I am trying to stop the worries. It seems almost impossible. We were next. It was our time to take a stand. No more could we just wander. No more could we just put off. We had to stand up for ourselves. We had to defend ourselves. I am the last Kileo left. I was raised by the Chieftain. He was a good father. He allowed me to understand leadership under his wing. He allowed me to understand what it is like to be a warrior. To fight the battles seen and unseen. I have been training under his watch. And I am ready to take on the unknown demons. I am not scared of Theos. Theos and his men have been trying to take my home and tribe for years. We have resisted and fought. And they have nothing against us. When we united we can do anything. The Chieftain appointed me to be the next Chieftain to take on the fight against this devil. Theos is trying to enslave my people. And he is trying to cut off our leadership from the head so the rest will follow. And I will not tolerate that any longer. When I am Chieftain I will secure our borders and rectified our defense. And it happened that Theos invaded again in the middle of the night, and it was a mighty fight. Our men spread out in bands and they were searching for the spies. We know just about everyone in Centros. And they were under my command, and they protected most of the people but Theos was hiding with his men in those secret parts of our territory. So we sought a band out to go and find him. And for hours and hours we search the territory, it took us long because it was the secret, forbidden, and hidden territories. Then we smelt burning and saw our village being burned to the ground. And we hustle and sprinted toward the villages to save the villages. And we gather water with the women and children to save our beloved villages. And we were stuck doing that when we heard Theos and his men saying Kileo Kileo Kileo we want Kileo and the rest will follow. And ignored and ignored but I could not any longer. I plotted with a bunch of men to sneak up on Theos and his men. They were drunk and shouting. And they gave us enough time but just when we were about to strike. We heard the Chieftain saying Kileo my son do not listen to them. Protect the tribe and let me go. And just then I roared in rage like a wild lion and struck several men of Theos and the band of men with me began attacking them. They could not fire their guns because they were too drunk. And the Chieftain was greatly wounded. And he said Kileo I told you. It is my time. I must die someway somehow. Why not for my people? And I said Let the people decided that with the divine. Don't choose. We need you. Yet he died that night and the people were rebuilding the next morning and mourning the Chieftain's death. Then Kileo was the new Chieftain and after several months, Theos came back with a bunch of men who were younger and more vicious. And he was unafraid when he found out that I was Chieftain. I changed the tribe like my father the Chieftain wanted. He wanted a war and we gave him one. First we shot the poison darts which killed about third of his men, then we had the women lead them into a trap a sunken hole. But we could not trick him anymore because Theos stood behind then he began taking hostages and yelling Kileo give me Kileo. And his men shouted Give us Kileo. And Theos threatened to burn all of Africa if he had to. And so I came eventually on the high mountain when the full moon appeared. And I waited and spoke directly to Theo as my men plotted to encircle them. And after I spoke the men took the hostages and Theos was left alone. And I wounded Theos and threw him tied up off the mountain and into the river. And that's how I saved Centros.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Fiction
Way back then
Born on the proud land of Houston, Texas. It's a quiet land and filled with good people. I still remember the friends from elementary. And some of them work for my family farm. Life was simple. And everybody everybody worked hard. We also had fun. I remember the gatherings. We have good community in the country. And we are independent and thinkers. We love the Constitution and we love our rights. The time had come for me. Dad wanted me to defend the farm. The farm was passed down for generations. I was born on this farm. I was raised on this farm. My whole life exist because of the farm. And I promised my Dad that I would keep the farm. Then time changed and the State and the Country has gone through a lot. The economy suffered and many people lost jobs. And people feared for their livelihood. People panic and people were shocked. And times became hard. So hard people begin to trade goods again and save money. And Dad explained to me with tears in his eyes that he doesn't know about the farm. I tried to console him and I tried to discover a solution. But Dad knew that it was gonna happen. He said like he knew Mom was gonna go. It must have been a nightmare for him. He worked all his life to keep a roof over my head. He dedicated his life to the farm and now that farm is about slip through his hand. Then i got the call from Cora, Cora grew up with me and she was always a friend. She would tell me things and I would tell her things. She counseled me about a lot because she was smart and friendly. I told her about the farm. And she was shocked and appalled. She kept asking me what are we gonna do. And I got angry and fed up and hung up. I was ashamed to ask for help. But Cora was determined she drove over here and she consoled Dad. And she came in the house. She even brought dinner and dessert. And she asked about how the farm was and how the bills. And Dad turned in because it was getting late. And Cora said I almost forgot Ridge. Remember when we were teens. And you were good on the horse. In fact you rode horses since you were nine. And I said yeah Cora but that was then. I do a little. She opened her purse and showed a flyer. And i was shocked. She said If you rode in the rodeo. You could get big money. And you could save the farm. And I said But I have to do it behind my Dad's back. And we were excited and having a second slice of dessert. When Dad forgot to take his medicine came out of his room looking and ask blatantly What is all this about Ridge and Cora? i said Dad you know how good I am with horses. Cora can take me to the rodeo in California and get big money and save the farm. Dad said I always knew you were a smart son. Ridge Parker Jr.. Gosh you made all your family proud. Don't wait get going soon. And so I packed and Dad gave me money for my travels. And Cora was already packed and ready. Cora inherited a decent car from her father and we drove to California. All the way Cora asked a lot of questions and she was very interested. And we stop for gas several times and food. I was worried about the Rodeo. And we almost missed it but Cora the smart one found it just in time. And I auditioned and after several tries at the bar I got it. I trained several times more. And Cora and I had separate rooms at the hotel. I was moving up at the charts and rising from Top 20 to Top 10. Cora called Dad and Dad congratulated me. And Dad said I should ask Cora out. So I brought her a drink. And she ask me why after all this time. And I told Cora if i win it has to be love. Cora I love you. Will you be mines? And everybody look and cheer and holler. And Cora said If I win. But the crowd wanted us to be together. And she said All heck I will. And we kiss and spent a night together. I was almost late to the rodeo but determine. And finally got to Top 2.My opponent got too happy and drunk to relief his nerves and the unthinkable he messed up. And I was named the Champion, I called Dad saying Cora and I are married and the farm is saved. All because of the rodeo.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Fiction
Matthew West's Code
It all started when I was doing plays in Chicago, Illinois. I was enjoying the city life. The great food and entertainment that made the city. It blew my mind how many standing ovations I got. I was one of the best trying to be thee best actor in history. And I could do just about any male role. I knew how to get inside the character. I knew how to coeval each character. Even the bad guy was easy. I was destined to win an Oscar. I was destined to be a Golden Globe winner. Yeah that was my life and I love every bit of it. And I had the charisma, the charm and the manners of a great actor. Betty was my love. She was an actress. She was beautiful and cunning. And she helped me with the parts. She was my better half. We were a team in Chicago. Chicago was our city and we were the stars in their sky. It's been several years since I've been home to Texas. I have not been Texas since a teenager and now over 40 years old. Sometime I dream of Texas seeing Mom and Dad and Aunt Sarah. Mom only had one sister and Dad was an only child. My Dad was always trying to say something smart and wise. He would encourage me to be a doctor. Or even a scientist that discover something great. Especially since we lived on the farm. I still remember the Down South and Western life. Mom was always sweet. She had always kind words and words of insight. She would inspire me to act. She knew I love the attention. She knew I would be great. Anyway Betty wanted me to share her with the family. And I have been promising her a family for decades. She was loyal and believe me but now she is fed up. She want me to do something important in this relationship. So I tried to prolong the inevitable going home. And I promise real soon so much that Betty brought the train tickets. And she surprised me by packing my stuff. Betty knew everything about me and she said We are going home Down South Down West. And I was dead nervous but I tried to get her to turn back by scaring her about the trains. Hey don't you know how to drive. You almost hit me. Are you blind? Or Gee look at him, he is about to run over a car no not that one probably another one. Until midway Betty pull me out of the common area and she told me something that made me think. She said Matthew Matthew West I may be pregnant and my manager said that I can't act no more because they don't want a pregnant woman enticing them and that maybe I should get married because it is about time. And I dropped to the floor. Suddenly I did not laugh anymore, happy about the child but my career was ruin too. I could not look back and just when I became emotional. I saw a man at the train and he looked like Dad. And I wanted to follow him but Betty wanted to get a hotel. And so I did and I wandered about my family. And I ate dinner with Betty and promised her everything would be okay. Even promising her that I would continue for her. And I went on a walk. I found this popular bar with a rodeo cow. And I drink a few and made friends easily and I rode nine times trying to get it right and just a drunk. I lost track of the time and walk to the hotel. And I saw a woman that look like Mom. And she did not recognize me. And I told her my full name I am your son Matthew West. And she asked me a few personal questions and she said No Matthew I am your Aunt Sarah. And she shamed me for being drunk. And she told me that my family brought a rodeo and turn the farm into a cowboy joint. And I tried to explain to her that I wanted to do acting but my woman is pregnant. She said And what did they say. And when I told her. Aunt Sarah acted just like she did when I was a child. She shamed me and stop what she was doing and help me get back to the hotel. I don't remember much except Betty getting on me to come. Aunt Sarah drove up after making sure I was safe last night. It was broad daylight. And she honk the horn several times that I yelled alright alright from the window. I sat in the back while Betty sat in the front. Betty was excited about Down South Down Western. I enjoyed the ride in the backseat. And she finally came to this farm, I have to say it was country and beautiful at the same time. Mom hug Aunt Sarah. And Mom grab me and Betty, she was still strong. I told Mom that she might be pregnant. And she said it is sure good that you came home. I missed you so much really. And now it is time to spend with your family. Mom took Betty inside the house. I helped Aunt Sarah with the farm. And man it was hard work. I was sweating under that damn heat. And it was interesting and intriguing, I saw this stallion that I really wanted to ride. And Aunt Sarah caught me staring. And she said alright Matthew go for it. And she helped me with other workers to get on. But that horse kept rejecting me many times yet somehow I made him love me and I felt like those paintings of George Washington. I was all man. I was all soldier. I was all cowboy. And I turn my hat and shouted. And I got the stallion to carry me to the porch and the workers took him back. And I came in and Dad was at the door. And he was kind but disappointed. And we talked a good long time till supper. And Dad knew how to make someone feel love through his talking and fellowship while Mom would straight out and say it. I was home. And I married Betty on my first paycheck.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Pride
The Race for America's Pastor
It all started with the resignation of the Most Revered Reverend James Goodton. Goodton was a good man and respected and loved. He never stop giving to the poor and helping his neighbor. He was preaching for most of his life and practicing his faith without hesitation. He was a good member of the community. He helped many become pastors and leaders in the church. He even helped many seek public office and win. Goodton was a great man who served his country proud. And many remembered him and were touched by his example and life. Goodton was a national hero. But the time had come for him to pass the torch. To help someone else lead the next generation. And he was been thinking about retirement because he was well advanced in years and did not know how much time he had left. So he announced that he will be retiring as America's pastor. And he shocked the crowd and the nation. And for many months people wondered who would be his replacement. During the months many leaders rose up such as Pastor Joan Hills. She was a good preacher but she had a unsettlingly voice. She was very social and friendly. She was of a short statue and she knew how to hold her position in the crowd. She healed many and was a strong leader. Some criticize her free spirited sermons but she was a solid candidate for Goodton's job. Then there was Pastor Mike Betters. Betters was an experienced pastor and he walked with Goodton. He was the son of preachers. But he did not have the full solid background and total support of Goodton's followers. He was fervent and smart. And he knew how to tell a good story. Many people listened to his podcast and many were amazed at his insights. Then there was Pastor Phil Jacobs. Jacobs was a character. He would love reenacting the Bible. And he would love speaking poetically and figuratively. He studied the Bible since he was young and he was saved at an early age. It so happened that these three within several months were in a tight race for America's Pastor. So Goodton met with all of them at once to see who would be his successor. And they all gave him a hearty welcome. And he spoke candidly with them and met several times over. And he grilled them on the Bible and its meaning. And he asked them for a sermon on the teachings of Jesus. And he invited them to a conference at his home church the Pilgrims Rock Baptist Church. And Pastor Phil Jacobs started at he was introduced and he spoke good. And he had many applauses. He spoke about the importance of Jesus and he added Constitutional insights. And he got into the preaching when they had to draw him away. Then Pastor Joan Hills, she made fun of her statue but she spoke about Jesus' love. She spoke about the purity and strength, the holiness and righteousness. And she made many cry and shout. She spoke about her own testimony and the testimonies of others in her life. And spoke about the realness of the Jesus. And how he walk and talk. And she finish with thanking God for Jesus love. Then there was Pastor Mike Betters. He spoke about sin. He spoke about shame. He spoke about why we need God. And he got into it quickly. And he caused the crowd to stir up. And he spoke about his life and why he needed God. And he shouted all the way through his sermon. And the people were moved. Even Goodton was up and so was Pastor Joan Hills and Pastor Phil Jacobs. And Goodton finally got to the podium late at night and said that they all were fine preachers. And he said that he hope everyone pray while he talked with his elders and advisors to choose one of these worthy preachers. So days went by and weeks, Goodton met with friends and family even advisors from those he helped in the ministry and in public office. And they were divided in thirds and so they asked to met with them privately to discuss their theological beliefs. And afterward Pastor Phil Jacobs and Pastor Mike Betters were the favorite. And so they draw in one last time for Pastor Joan Hills. And Goodton said that he made his decision. And so they brought in everyone and live television for Goodton's announcement which was highly rated by the television networks. Goodton said after they showed the background and explain the beliefs of each candidate. Goodton said that after careful thought and prayer and consideration, I am asking Pastor Joan Hills to serve as the new Lead Pastor of Pilgrims Rock Baptist Church. And Pastor Mike Betters to be my replacement as the new America's Pastor. And Pastor Phil Jacobs as the Vice America's Pastor. And he shook everyone of their hands and hug them and prayed.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in History
The American Family
There was always the conflict. There was always the influence. There was always the tittle task of diplomacy. I reckon that people wanted peace. I reckon that people wanted to be free and respected. The Jacksons and Abels were always at odds. They were both political families. And they did not like each other much. They both served as political opponents. And they would say any and every thing about each other. It was like a horse race. Whoever was the fastest. Whoever was the cunning. Whoever was the clever. And many people talked about these political families. They were the talk of the town. And the excitement of them battling it out for the highest office was heating up. But I George W. Jackson Jr. was not in the mood for such a moment. I wanted to keep my family legacy clean and untampered with. We could have our own side of America. We did not have to get down and dirty. We did not have to get ulgy and mean. Unless we have to defend ourselves. And I wanted to keep the peace in the family. I'm not too sure if the Abels were that way. They often seem kind of strange and secretive. I mean Jesse M. Abels, III was not the easy politician to understand. He was always so philosphical. He could of been just about anything but he had this utopia about America. And I did not know if it was right for the country. I like to be clear and focus. Yet he wanted to shed light on a vision of America and what our country should be. He hoped for a place where people will decide justice and where the laws would reflect the people's united creed. I understand his concepts but they were a little too broad and basic. And there were some citizens who never been college. Some who never knew what politics is really about. I believe you have to be simple and clear and right to the point. My family was into law for four generations. We practice law and served as good politicians because we upheld the law and earn respect. Jesse M. Abels III was I might say a talented lawyer and arguably a good Statesman. It's just he had too much philsophy in him. I believe you have to breakdown what you hope America to be. And be a good communicator and keeper of that vision. Anyways it happen I was running for reelection as Senator then Jesse M. Abels III ran for office. And he was tearing me down and shredding my platform. And I just talked about how his family was a business family meddling in politics. And how they were using politics for power. And it happened that the people were divided. And I was struck in my ways and he was steadfast to get my position. Then you know children George W. Jackson III was a young lawyer and he graduated at the Top of his Class and he became my intern. He advised me to debate Jesse M. Abels III in front of the public. And that he would support me as my son. And I talked with my campaign manager and he insisted I did to save my candidacy. And we debated. But the unthinkable happened as I was winning. Jesse M. Abels III introduced me to his daughter Julia Abels. And she was a lovely daughter, pretty and very bright. And she seemed opposite of her father. And just when my son George W. Jackson III was preparing me. He locked eyes with that Abels' child. And I thought he was just disgusted with her father. Well as I was debating. I messed up as I saw my son started to talk to his daughter. And the debate was cancelled midway. And I pulled my son and he pulled his daughter. And it almost became a big scandal. Weeks before the election, my son was meeting up with his daughter. And they were dating behind my back and I caught them having a picnic. And so did Jesse M. Abels III. And he called his daughter My Angel. But I saw the anger and rebellion in my son. That's when I reached out to Jesse M. Abels III, to forge peace and meaningful relations. The other day I invited him to a secret dinner. And I proudly shook his hand. And I told him that I would be fair if he allows his daughter to have a chance with my son. And he grinned and said the same thing for his daughter. He said Angel is my only daughter and your son George W. Jackson III is a fine man. So the election happened weeks later and it was close, I won by a thin margin. But I did not denounce or degrade Jesse M. Abels III. I announced that this will be my last term as Senator. And I hope Mr. Jesse M. Abels III never give up on politics because we need people like him to keep us on our toes. And our children got married and that's the American Family.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Serve
The Story of Maguerita Matthews
Life was hard back then. Not like it was today. People had to work for what they wanted. People had to fight for what they wanted. Jobs weren't handed out. You had to show yourself approved like the Good Book says. And you had to be smart, have a good head on your shoulders and think for yourself. That's was my life, Maguerita Matthews. I remember working on the farm with my family and quitting school at an early age. My mother and father taught me how to be a farmer. I would work with workers and help gather and plant. It was no easy job but I did it. I did it for the family. I did it because I was told to. I did it because it was life. And there were days I dreamed about going to school and doing something great. But I knew that farming is something great, something you can pass down to your children, something you can say you have done and lived through it. My younger siblings got to finish school you see because Daddy was sick when I went to school. He lost his other job and my mother wanted to make ends meet. My mother took over the farm and she recruited relatives as well as me. That was the life of the country, working hard in the field all day and night. The farm was the center of the life back then. Most people had jobs there. Most people started out on a farm. Things were simple back then. Then long after my father got better and eventually passed. My mother got a huge insurance check and she gave me half of it. And she told me that she was selling the farm and moving on. My mother did not want to continue the hard work. Times was changing and people wanted to live the easy life. I finally moved in with some friends and left home at the age of 25. I was trying to get back my education and so I tried to get into school but the schools were expensive. I tried at church and they only could get me a job cleaning. They taught me the trade and said Most of their women learned this. And they said that I could work for rich businessman. I know it was not what I wanted but it was a job in the big city. And I love my independence. It was first hard being a single woman and working in the city. It was hard getting to work on time. It was church that kept my spirits up and knowing there were others who were going through what I've been through. And God begin to bless me almost several years in, my boss gave me a raise. And I was shouting and prepare to spend when my sister came by. She said Momma is sick. I asked the pastor to pray for me and my family at this time. And I tithed ten percent and hold onto the rest in case of Momma passed. The pastor first was searching for me because I gave and left for Holloway, New Jersey. There I was quick to come to Momma's aid and there was this doctor. And I was ignoring but I just could not help notice that he was looking at me. They called him Junior and he was previously married. Momma talked to me and she told me that she was fine. And she pushed me away and Junior said he would look after her. And he took me out on some dates and just before I was gonna go back home on the train after saying good bye to Momma. Junior proposed to me with his son KC-David. And he showed me a big beautiful ring and I said yes. And I did not go back home but I took a cleaning job with a businessman in Holloway, New Jersey. And the marriage stood in honeymoon for several years. Momma was in a nursing home and feeling up and down sometimes. And my sisters were helping to take care of her. We each had turns and live closely by. I was pregnant with LaShara and I told Momma. Momma was delighted and she felt the baby bump. I was almost 33 years old. My son KC-David was 13 years old when I met his father and now he was on his way to college. Junior spent a great deal of his money helping the less fortunate. And because Junior was such a good provider and a doctor, I was able to save up $100,000. And I could not believe it. I asked the bank over and over and over. I went down to the bank and ask for the teller, ask for the supervisor, and ask for the manager. Then I knew I did something great. And celebrated with Junior and the kids. And so I paid for KC-David education and made sure he made A's and B's. And he would have to report to me everything he learned in writing. KC-David had other friends at college and eventually his father got the raised and I had several cleaning jobs plus Momma passed and left me $50,000 and I made another $100,000. My husband Junior promised to pay for LaShara's education. And he kissed me on the cheek and he promised me that I could do whatever with my money. And so I talked to KC-David and asked him what I should do. And he said Momma you were the only mother I know. You cared so much about God. People respect you Momma. You are noted in the community for character, working hard and you are funny. You went far for someone who had it hard and lived through those hard days. You taught me so much. And just because you did not get a degree or diploma and had to clean for your life. Doesn't mean you should not be remember? You could do what those rich folks do. You could pay for others' education and leave a lasting legacy at the university. And I asked him what should I call the college scholarship. And he said The Maguerita Matthews Besting It Scholarship. And that was my story.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Families
Qing the Superhero
My story started in Chinatown. I was a son of an immigrant and an American. I had a hard time in school studying and learning. There was always someone trying to bully me and force me to become angry. They tried my patience. They tried my mind. And the teacher did not understand me. They kept saying that they don't know why I did not get along. Chinatown New York City is where you had to work hard for the living. Everybody knew me because my parents were hardworkers. And I loved the community and togetherness of Chinatown. I remember sharing meals with family and friends. I remember the holidays and sorting gifts with other children. I had a lot of friends in Chinatown. And they were loyal. They made sure that I did not get into trouble. And they made sure I got safe home. We were like family our neighbors. And we proudly showed that we were Chinese Americans. We wore the clothing and hang up the decorations. School was downtown New York City and there were always something that provoked me. i dealt with it for the sake of my parents. I learned to be tolerated. And I would give those deadly eye looks when I wanted to fight hard and bloody but I kept it in. Plus I proved my point with A's and B's in the classes. And being on the high honor roll and graduating at the Top of my class. I was unafraid. And I was able to get popular girls but my mother wanted me with the perfect Chinese American woman. It happened one day that that the bullies surrounded me near the end of the school. They teased and taunt me and made fun of my glasses. And I had enough of it so I told them to meet me by Peach Tree. And after school they were there with bats and chains and sorts. And I fly into the crowd and at first it look like they were winning. And that the crowd was beating me up. But I submerge my strategy to beat the head the leader and scare the rest of them. So I beat the leader and I was ready for those who defended him. And everyone got scared when I was charging the leader and beating him like a dead dog. And I yelled What you got something to say. You got something to say. I am Qing play with me. Come on play with me. You bad play with me. This is my time. This is my fight. And the others ranaway. And I stop after he beg me to stop. Then days later the school called my mother. And my mother was shocked that she almost dropped the phone. And my mother did not speak clear English but she spoke broken English. And I knew by her expressions that I was gonna be in trouble. She cried and explained that I would have to take night classes to finish. And so I did, I apologize and try to explain to mother that I had no other choice that they were picking on me. That they were provoking me and that I am sorry. I was angry that I went on a walk and kick at an old pipe that burst. And I saw this old man being mugged and I called out but he was busy with the criminals. And as I approach they pull weapons and threatened me to stay away. I knew I had to disguise myself so I went somewhere quickly and change. I put on my mask and karate outfit and then coming from behind. I struck the criminals and it was an intense fight but I came up with moves on my own and used the basics for ultimate pain. I was deadly and save the man. And he asked my name and I said Qing. This happened often without my mother and father finding out. I would pick my battles and use my mind to alternate moves. My karate teacher said that I had the strength and endurance but I never thought that I would be so bold. Then I finally graduated, the girl of my dreams was in the arm of another man. I think she is Black and Native American, Ottawa. She was a brunette with curves and very smart and talented with a kissable face. Everytime I see her I imagine having kids with her and building a family. I would simply and easily daydream. I gave her my spot in the graduating line and I was only her friend. It happened that I caught her crying back stage and I comfort her. And she kissed me and it was amazing. I gave her my number. Nothing wrong with friends in the benefit zone. I worked for the Doja after high school. College was not for me. I endured enough trying to get a high school diploma. And I knew they like giving us hard times to get a degree whether you are Black, Asian, Native or Hispanic. History doesn't lie about education. It's sad but that's the real life. And plus I wanted to explore independence and living on the streets being streetsmart and surviving. I love my life and freedom and I wanted to be a super hero. So I kept the neighborhood save. Qing was my superhero name and it was secretive because that's what only my close friends and family called me. It's like King of Karate and with an high and secretive IQ. That's Qing. My real name is super complicated. I was a karate teacher by day and a superhero by night. And I found out that being a superhero can be fun and rewarding. The Commissioner offered a large sum to catch criminals. I knew that I needed a force and that's what I am going build as I fight crime. I am gonna build the Dynasty. Qing and the Dynasty will keep the city of New York safe starting with Chinatown.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Fiction
