Joe Patterson
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Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Young, Black & Gifted
The date is February 20, 2024 and today would have been the 34th birthday of Rodney Dickens. If you’re wondering who exactly he is, well he was one of three Black pre-teens from the Washington D.C. school district, including Asia Cottom and Bernard Brown who were all selected to attend an ecology conference that was hosted by National Geographic in Los Angeles, California in September of 2001. They were all selected for this prestigious, yet educational field trip because they were all very smart. Unfortunately they never made it to the conference because on the morning of September 11, 2001 they boarded American Airlines flight 77, which was hijacked and crashed into the Pentagon in Washington D.C. as part of the 9/11 attacks.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Journal
Love Thy Self. Top Story - February 2024.
Kareema walked through a field of flowers with a big smile across her face. All her life the hardest thing for Kareema was learning how to love herself. After 25 years she now believes that she has discovered the secret to self love and she is ready to share it with others.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
Madiba Day: A tribute to Nelson Mandel
February 11th is one of the most important days in the history of mankind. It was on this day 34 years ago that South African political activist Nelson Mandela was freed from prison after 27 years of being locked up for his effort in fighting against the oppressive institution of Apartheid in South Africa. This day would mark a new beginning not only for Nelson Mandela, but for the rest of the world as a whole.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Journal
Bob Marley: The Hero I Didn’t Know I Had
So it’s 1996 and a three year old me has been awakened in the middle of the night by my own screams because I just had a nightmare. My mother comes to get me out of my bed and carries me downstairs to sit on the couch while she either cleans up or is putting up the Christmas tree for the holidays. She also has the stereo playing loud to where you could hear it throughout the entire house. With so much music that she loved, the first choice of what she was listening to was definitely Bob Marley, her hero who inadvertently became one of my heroes.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Journal
Black Future
Hi Elijah King is a 1o year old boy getting off the bus from elementary school. As he walks into his house he has a big smile on his face because of what he learned today in class at school. “I can’t wait to write this letter” he thought. “I’m gonna save it and give it to my kids one day in the future.” Elijah sits down at the desk in his bedroom and pulls out his notepad. “Here goes nothing.” He starts as he begins to write.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
People Who Inspired Me to be a Writer: Spike Lee
Have you ever watched a movie that was more than a movie? I mean, like it had a real life effect on you in a way that impacted your real world experiences? Well that’s what I recieved from all of Spike Lee’s movies. He is one of my all time favorite filmmakers and he is an incredible storyteller who inspired me as a writer.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Journal
Queen Bess
When I was in elementary school I read this story about a young Black woman in the early 1900’s who was said to be the first Black American female pilot ever. This was very interesting to me because as much as I was taught the importance of Black history in my house, added to how much my family loved to fly, I had never been taught the history of Black pilots in America, let alone Black female pilots at that. That young Black female pilot who’s history I came to know was Bessie Colman.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Journal
My Skin is Sin . Content Warning.
Six year old Kenya is getting off the school bus with her head held down and a frown on her face. “Hi baby.” Says her mother Carla as she walks past her without acknowledgement. “What’s the matter?” Carla asked. Kenya stormed upstairs without answering her and went straight to the bathroom next to her bedroom. Kenya closed the bathroom door and stared into the mirror above the sink with tears in her eyes. All she could feel was despair as she stared at her reflection.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
Keys to the Future
He-….Hey. H-…how’s everybody doin today? I’m sorry for the repetitive stammering. I’m a set of keys. Yes the kinda keys you use on a daily basis to drive your car or get into your house, I’m them. I’m currently bouncing up and down and all around because my owner is lost and looking for me, but what this idiot doesn’t realize is…I AM IN HIS BACK POCKET!!!
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
