I'm making this post to get some anger out of me. Expressing this anger through two short stories and a video.

This is a story written by my 9th grade english teacher:

http://www.mgcollins.com/Katrina/MichaeleLux.html

This is a video i edited from footage shot by friends during Katrina. The boy at the end is my young cousin:



I've been asked and told so many times to move away from this mess. So far, I've been unsuccessful in trying to get my point across that moving is not a choice for me. I know i'm stubborn, hardheaded or whatever you want to call it. But, in me somewhere, is that dire need to still stand up and fight for who i am and where i come from. I hope this story can explain it to you. Written by a volunteer from California just a few months after the storm:

http://www.mgcollins.com/Katrina/JudyYoung.html

I'm sorry if i offend, hurt, trigger or make you cry. I didnt make this post meaning to do that. This comes from alot of emotions in me that seem to be controlling my every move right now. And being PC is my safe place, this is where i'm putting it.

Chalmette70043



PS. Wickedwings, below is a copy of the song lyrics from the video.

Randy Newman, Louisiana 1927.

What has happened down here is the wind have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
Rained real hard and rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

The river rose all day
The river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood
Some people got away alright
The river have busted through cleard down to Plaquemines
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne

CHORUS
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tyrin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They're tryin' to wash us away
They're tryin' to wash us away

President Coolidge came down in a railroad train
With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand
The President say, "Little fat man isn't it a shame what the river has
done
To this poor crackers land."

CHORUS