Writing My Wrongs
Life, Death, and Redemption in an American Prison
(Sprache: Englisch)
New York Times bestseller | Member of Oprah's SuperSoul 100 | one of World Economic Forum's "Most Recommended Books of 2016"
Now in paperback, the harrowing,* inspiring**, and unforgettable† memoir of redemption and second chances amidst America's mass...
Now in paperback, the harrowing,* inspiring**, and unforgettable† memoir of redemption and second chances amidst America's mass...
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New York Times bestseller | Member of Oprah's SuperSoul 100 | one of World Economic Forum's "Most Recommended Books of 2016"Now in paperback, the harrowing,* inspiring**, and unforgettable† memoir of redemption and second chances amidst America's mass incarceration epidemic.
Shaka Senghor was raised in a middle class neighborhood on Detroit's east side during the height of the 1980s crack epidemic. An honor roll student and a natural leader, he dreamed of becoming a doctor-but at age 11, his parents' marriage began to unravel, and the beatings from his mother worsened, sending him on a downward spiral that saw him run away from home, turn to drug dealing to survive, and end up in prison for murder at the age of 19, fuming with anger and despair.
Writing My Wrongs is the story of what came next. During his nineteen-year incarceration, seven of which were spent in solitary confinement, Senghor discovered literature, meditation, self-examination, and the kindness of others-tools he used to confront the demons of his past, forgive the people who hurt him, and begin atoning for the wrongs he had committed. Upon his release at age thirty-eight, Senghor became an activist and mentor to young men and women facing circumstances like his. His work in the community and the courage to share his story led him to fellowships at the MIT Media Lab and the Kellogg Foundation, membership in Oprah Winfrey's SuperSoul 100, and invitations to speak at events like TED and the Aspen Ideas Festival.
In equal turns, Writing My Wrongs is a page-turning portrait of life in the shadow of poverty, violence, and fear; an unforgettable story of redemption, reminding us that our worst deeds don't define us; and a compelling witness to our country's need for rethinking its approach to crime, prison, and the men and women sent there.
* the New York Times
** Bryan Stevenson
† Michelle Alexander
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1Wayne County Jail
Detroit, Michigan
September 11, 1991
The sound of sirens burst through the quiet morning air, startling me awake. I crawled from beneath the scratchy wool blanket, rose to my feet, and approached the door to my cell, where a chubby roach was navigating its way across the cold, gray bars. I hollered down the tier, trying to figure out what was going on.
Yo, Satan, what the fuck they hit the siren for? I asked, wiping the crust from the corner of my eyes.
Gigolo, whom everyone called Satan, was one of the few cats I spoke to on a regular basis. In jail, friendliness was frowned upon, so I didn t talk to anyone unless we had something in common beyond being locked up. Gigolo and I were from different cities, but we had grown up in similar environments and had formed a bond during the time I d been in county jail.
I don t know, homie, Gigolo yelled back from a few cells down. You know how they do around here. They probably hate that they ass can t get no sleep, so they fucking with us. A few other inmates laughed.
Gigolo s statement expressed the sentiment of most of the cats on lockdown. We had come to believe that the deputies would do anything they could to make our stay as unbearable as possible. They would bang their keys on the bars, turn the bright lights on in the middle of the night, and hold loud conversations during hours when we were trying to sleep. But if they had intended for this to intimidate us, it didn t work. Most of us had come from environments where disrespect, violence, and abuse were the norm. We were used to it--and besides, you can t change a person for the better by treating him or her like an animal. The way I see it, you get out of people what you put into them, so the officers were only making their jobs harder.
Another inmate called from farther down the tier. They might be coming to get y all and take y all to different county
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jails, he yelled.
Come get us for what? Gigolo asked, a bit irritated.
Man, they take that escape shit serious. Ain t nobody tried to pull off that shit y all just tried, he said, alluding to the escape attempt that had landed Gigolo and me in the hole.
Another voice hollered from the end of the tier. Bitch ass nigga, mind your business cause you speaking on shit you don t even know about. You working with the police or something, saying some shit like that? You don t know if them brothers tried to escape or not. You trying to get niggas indicted around this bitch? Everyone burst into laughter.
Man, I was just saying, the first inmate stammered.
That s the problem now, so shut the fuck up! This led to more laughter.
I sat on the corner of my bunk and listened to the inmates argue back and forth as the sirens continued to blare. It felt odd, listening to two strangers speak with so much authority about something I had been accused of doing. It had been a week since Gigolo, Gee, White Boy, Jabo, and I were placed in the hole and charged with attempting to escape from the sixth floor of the Wayne County Jail. With no evidence other than a confidential statement made by another inmate, we were found guilty and sentenced to fifteen days in solitary confinement.
Two days after being thrown in the hole, we were each called out by an officer from the Internal Affairs Division. He threatened us with lengthy sentences and then promised us the world if we snitched on one another. One by one, we refused to answer any questions regarding the escape attempt, and the matter was dropped as far as Internal Affairs was concerned. But the Wayne County hearing officer, who was basically an internal, autonomous judge and jury, found us guilty. It was an
Come get us for what? Gigolo asked, a bit irritated.
Man, they take that escape shit serious. Ain t nobody tried to pull off that shit y all just tried, he said, alluding to the escape attempt that had landed Gigolo and me in the hole.
Another voice hollered from the end of the tier. Bitch ass nigga, mind your business cause you speaking on shit you don t even know about. You working with the police or something, saying some shit like that? You don t know if them brothers tried to escape or not. You trying to get niggas indicted around this bitch? Everyone burst into laughter.
Man, I was just saying, the first inmate stammered.
That s the problem now, so shut the fuck up! This led to more laughter.
I sat on the corner of my bunk and listened to the inmates argue back and forth as the sirens continued to blare. It felt odd, listening to two strangers speak with so much authority about something I had been accused of doing. It had been a week since Gigolo, Gee, White Boy, Jabo, and I were placed in the hole and charged with attempting to escape from the sixth floor of the Wayne County Jail. With no evidence other than a confidential statement made by another inmate, we were found guilty and sentenced to fifteen days in solitary confinement.
Two days after being thrown in the hole, we were each called out by an officer from the Internal Affairs Division. He threatened us with lengthy sentences and then promised us the world if we snitched on one another. One by one, we refused to answer any questions regarding the escape attempt, and the matter was dropped as far as Internal Affairs was concerned. But the Wayne County hearing officer, who was basically an internal, autonomous judge and jury, found us guilty. It was an
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Shaka Senghor
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- Autor: Shaka Senghor
- 2017, 288 Seiten, Maße: 13,1 x 20,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 1101907312
- ISBN-13: 9781101907313
- Erscheinungsdatum: 13.01.2017
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Englisch
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[A] harrowing [portrait] of life behind bars . . . Gritty, visceral . . . Senghor writes about the process of atonement and the possibility of redemption, and talks of his efforts to work for prison reforms that might turn a system designed to warehouse into one aimed at rehabilitation. Michiko Kakutani, The New York TimesMy first glance at the person on the book's cover a dreadlocked, tattooed, heavyset black male left me skeptical. Full of judgment. Why should I be interested in the story of a murderer? But as [Senghor's] words unfolded, so did my understanding of what it means to fall short, to go astray, to lose your way . . . His story touched my soul. O: The Oprah Magazine
[A] powerful memoir. The Washingtonian
No one has forced us to look at the core questions about humanity and our broken criminal justice system with more authenticity and clarity than Senghor . . . If Senghor s tale is any indication, redemption, mercy and grace aren t just emotional ideals or spiritual buzzwords. They are the sharp, effective tools that can be used to rebuild lives and communities, one person at a time. Erica Williams Simon, Time
Probably the most important book I've read in the past few years . . . Few people, sadly, come out on the end of two decades of hard time and find their way back to the life Shaka is now leading. Here, he tells us why that is, and why it doesn't have to stay that way. Shaun King, New York Daily News
Extraordinary . . . You will reconsider everything you ve ever thought about poverty, the prison industrial complex and the connection between the two. Essence
[An] inspiring book that gives hope for those who believe in the redemption of the incarcerated. Publishers Weekly
A necessary reminder of the deep humanity, vulnerability and potential that lies within each one of us, including those we view as 'thugs' or
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'criminals'. Shaka's story illustrates that if we muster the courage to love those who do not yet love themselves, a new world is possible. Michelle Alexander, bestselling author of The New Jim Crow
Shaka Senghor's terrific and inspiring book affirms that we are all more than the worst thing we've ever done. This beautiful and compelling story of recovery and redemption offers all of us powerful truths and precious insights as we seek recovery from decades of over-incarceration and excessive punishment. Bryan Stevenson, founder of the Equal Justice Initiative, bestselling author of Just Mercy
A profound story of neglect, violence, discovery, redemption and inspiration. Consistently touching and surprising, Writing My Wrongs is, ultimately, deeply hopeful. Prepare to have your preconceptions shattered. J.J. Abrams, director, writer, producer
Shaka Senghor's terrific and inspiring book affirms that we are all more than the worst thing we've ever done. This beautiful and compelling story of recovery and redemption offers all of us powerful truths and precious insights as we seek recovery from decades of over-incarceration and excessive punishment. Bryan Stevenson, founder of the Equal Justice Initiative, bestselling author of Just Mercy
A profound story of neglect, violence, discovery, redemption and inspiration. Consistently touching and surprising, Writing My Wrongs is, ultimately, deeply hopeful. Prepare to have your preconceptions shattered. J.J. Abrams, director, writer, producer
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