born a crime
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- We never missed church.My mother was—and still is—a deeply religiouswoman. Very Christian.
- The doctors took her up tothe delivery room, cut open her belly, and reached inand pulled out a half-white, half-black child whoviolated any number of laws, statutes, andregulations—I was born a crime
- I didn’t have any friends. Ididn’t know any kids besides my cousins. I wasn’t alonely kid—I was good at being alone.
- Trevor and his mother attending church showing how important church was to both his mom and his life
- “My mom did what school didn’t. She taught me how to think.”
- Trevor, as a kid, sitting in the street thinking about himself and his life showing he struggle with his identity
- “People always lecture the poor: “Take responsibility for yourself! Make something of yourself!” But with what raw materials are the poor to make something of themselves? People love to say, “Give a man a fish, and he’ll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he’ll eat for a lifetime.” What they don’t say is, “And it would be nice if you gave him a fishing rod.” That’s the part of the analogy that’s missing.”
- trevor sitting in a classroom surrounded by classmates, feeling isolated showing how he felt being mixed
- After an hour or so of waiting, she opened herunbandaged eye. The second she did, I lost it. Istarted bawling.
- Trevor and his mother in their apartment, sharing a moment. This shows their relationship
- Trevor on stage starting his career as a humorist demonstrating him using comedy as a coping mechanism. One example of a joke he uses to explain the bigger meaning of life or of a certain situation
- Trevor waiting for his mom to wake up after getting shot, furthering our understanding of their relationship
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