Simon Birch Eulogy Hello everyone. Welcome to Simon Birch’s funeral, I’m Joe Wentworth. I was Simon’s best friend, as he was mine as well. Today I will present you a few stories from Simon’s journey, that I had the pleasure of sharing with him.…
Assignment You have asked me to research the Padilla claim to determine whether our client, Piotr Budziszewski, had ineffective assistance of counsel because they failed to let him know that he would face deportation if plead guilty to one count of possession of a controlled substance with intent to sell. Legal Issue When counsel fails to notify their client of the immigration consequences that would come from pleading guilty, are they guilty of ineffective counsel thus violating the client’s rights guaranteed by the Sixth Amendment? Facts Piotr Budziszewski, a Polish man and lawful permanent resident of United States plead guilty to one count of possession of a controlled substance with intent to sell, an aggravated felony. He was originally charged with two counts of selling narcotics by a person who is not drug-dependent in violation of General Statutes § 21a-278 (b), and two counts of possession of a narcotic substance with intent to sell in violation of General Statutes § 21a-279 (a).…
In Zero’s letter, he’s asking why Mr. Pendanski was mean to him at Camp Green Lake, and he’s also explaining why he choked Zigzag and hit Mr. Pendanski in the face with a shovel. Also, instead of arguing in the letter, he wants to make up with Mr. Pendanski about the fight out on the desert and how they both were almost like enemies, like, he wants to make friends with Mr. Pendanski and gets the care he needs. Zero is also making Mr. Pendanski look back on his actions and seeing what kind of person he is. In Mr. Pendanski letter, he has read Zero’s letter and is apologizing for being a bully to Zero. He’s also writing about why he picked on Zero in the first place and is going to try and make himself a better counselor.…
21 years old today and I’m going to head out with the boys for a few drinks down in Fortitude Valley. We all meet up a few minutes from the nightclub district. My friends decide to go to TheMet, we begin to drink, 2 drinks, 4, 6, 10 at this point we decide to head home.…
Hot Glue Gun vs. Me On November 30, 2015, I was at school doing future city, my partners were playing around with a hot glue gun. the put a little on their fingers and then threw it off, they asked me to try it and i said no because i was to scared. I continued to work on the future city board.…
Jenni Baker C/o Employer’s Address Dear Jenni Baker: Re: One Day Suspension In accordance with Article 99.4 of the collective agreement, this letter serves notice that you will be serving a one day suspension on December 1, 2002 for the physical altercation that occurred between you and Kate Barnacle yesterday. Yesterday at about 1 o’clock p.m., I was in my office when I heard a loud scream coming from the other end of our 5th floor office space. When I left to find out what happened, I discovered Ms. Barnacle upset and flustered. The right side of her face had turned completely red and her right eye was watering.…
In the cafeteria of P.S.279, I stood in shock as the liquid fluid ran from the top of my head seeping down my freshly ironed shirt and down to the sole's of my shoes. At that moment, I realized that I was standing in a puddle of my own chocolate milk. "Haha" she laughed, but I did not get the joke. I began to call for the teacher and she, barely four feet, grabbed my arm and said "If you snitch I'm gonna say you called me a bitch. " That sentence alone would be used to justify her actions.…
Okay. Okay, so introduce yourself, name and age. My name's William Vacious Vafakos.…
It’s a story that haunts me every day. It was October 30th Halloween night, I got had out of work at 11:00 pm. It was raining outside when I got into my car, I was all soaked because it was heavy rainfall. Before I go home I stopped to pump gas at chevron, when I stepped out of my car there was a man who came up to me dressed as a devil I didn’t know if it was his hollowed costume. He told me that my tire needed air.…
Today at Camp Green Lake, I had the worst day ever. This one little boy was bullying this other little boy and I tried to help em’. That seems like a nice thing to do, huh. Well apparently not because Mr.Pendanski thought differently, and so did this little punk named Zero.…
This is Peter I am the kid that you beated up I sent this letter to ask why you did that. I also wanted to let you know that I am not sorry for telling the cops what you had done. Next I wanted to tell you that you should be happy that it is not jail you are going to. And I think you should give the hole circle justice stuff a chance! even though you won’t.…
I look through the metal bars that encompassed my sol window in the tiny cell I shared with a bear of a man. The man's name was Manuel. He was only serving time for a couple years. I, was stuck here for life. I'll admit what I did was wrong, but the kid had no respect.…
The Time I Got Stitches The worst thing that’s happened to me in my life was the time I had to get stitches. It was the summer of 2012. The weather was warm, but the wind was blazing. My cousin and I, who happened to live next door to each other in our old apartments were playing volleyball in the middle of the street, while our family were in the house hanging out. The ball we used was not hard so it could move with the wind.…
I thought that I could learn on the site but I was ill prepared to do so. As they were explaining this to me, I could tell they were nervous and felt bad and I did explain I take this as nothing more but constructive criticism and I appreciate their time trying to help me. They told me this was not an attack on my person and I did not think it was, at the end of the day we are all human and humans make mistakes.…
Do any of you guys have any noteworthy encounters with the police, Good or Bad? please share This will be long ass shit, FYI I 'll start: around September 2013, I was working as facilities engineer, which is a dirty job. I pretty much carried around an entire toolkit with me most days, i.e a hammer, screwdriver, boxcutter, drywall patch and etc.…