Jamal Dearmond

Background

About Jamal Dearmond

From breathing Smog infested air of rural sullen del paso heights near the outskirts of sacramento California, Reading books fond of a adolescent high schooler from a generation doomed to repeat the proclivity denial of a family taught lesson. Thick Text Books fill our minds to the rim,pervasive information till vacant ignorance spills into the hands of the men who’ve deemed “not knowing” an entity to be extracted, replaced with what he see fit.Though every man has an eccentric means to retaining knowledge,just as every digestive track is not able to assimilate Dairy product while others are.Information our brains do not wish to retain or accept is a reflective mold to ourselves.To slander one of ignorance when failed to accept an idea deemed intrinsic is assault of identity.A battle in many learning classrooms today.Instead of succumbing to the battle wounds product of a college scholarship. With my ignorant labeled identity bombarded by the “educated”mold.Chalked full of exoteric”knowledge” till on impact of the swinging mallet of success tied to a portrayed image of perfection regurgitating what little personality left.To walk a stage disfigured held in place by the glue of a broken mask, accepting a merit in exchange for ones self.A battle we’ve all at one point desired to be a victor of, expected from family to obtain the accolade to flaunt in faces of friends and relatives.But I chose to postpone this battle permanently, seeing the damage I had taken would be permanent as well. Partaking in a battle of pan determination controlling obstacles of my choice to climb, over allowing another power to dictate what is good for my growth.Earning a accolade I cannot display in my portfolios education sector for you, my dear employer to view,but a reward only I can cherish.That reward being myself, and the service I’m able to provide for you.