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Freedom Writers

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Transcript of Freedom Writers

Andre Bryant
Characters
Eva and Miss Gruwell
Erin Gruwell
Marcus and Miss Gruwell
Miss Gruwell and Ben
Class 203 fundraising
Class 203
Gangs
Homeless
1992 LA Riots
- Eva
Broken Home
Diary Entry By Gloria Munez
Scene
Diary Entry By Eva
- Gloria
"Raise your hand if anyone in this class has ever been shot at."
-Erin Gruwell
"Stand on the line if you've lost a friend to gang violence."
-Erin Gruwell
The Real Freedom Writers
Diary Enrty
This summer was the worst summer in my short 14 years of life.

It all started with a phone call.

My mother was crying and begging, asking for more time as if she were
gasping for her last breath of air.
She held me as tight as she could and cried.

Her tears hit my shirt like bullets and told me we were being evicted.

She kept apologizing to me. I thought, 'I have no home. I should have asked for something less expensive at Christmas. '

On the morning of the eviction, a hard knock on the door woke me up.

The sheriff was there to do his job.

I looked up at the sky, waiting for something to happen.

My mother has no family to lean on, no money coming in.

Why bother coming to school or getting good grades if I'm homeless?

The bus stops in front of the school. I feel like throwing up.

I'm wearing clothes from last year, some old shoes and no new haircut.

I kept thinking I'd get laughed at.

Instead, I'm greeted by a couple of friends who were in my English class last year.

And it hits me, Mrs. Gruwell, my crazy English teacher from last year, is the only person that made me think of Hope.

Talking with friends about last year's English and our trips, I began to feel better.
I receive my schedule and the first teacher is Mrs. Gruwell in Room 203.

I walk into the room and feel as though all the problems in life are not so important anymore.
I am home.
We are all ordinary people.


But even an ordinary secretary
or a housewife or a teenager


Can, within their own small ways,
turn on a small light


In a dark room.
Margaret Campbell
You'll just be wasting a lot of time
following up on overdue work.
Look at their reading scores.
And if I give your kids these books,
I'll never see them again.
If I do, they'll be damaged.
Freedom Writers
Everyone has their own
story, and it is important
to tell your own story,
even to yourself

Class 203, Woodrow Wilson High.
Long Beach, 1994.
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