We hope to hear from more counselors real soon. The Beat has been jumping since September of 1996. We have met many many writers in our short life span. The relationships are irreplaceable, and we cherish them like gold. Remember, our readers are not only young people, they are counselors, probation officers, judges, lawyers, police, community, and family.
Lets try to leave the baby sitting to someone else.
We must attempt to rise to the occasion and utilize the tool of writing and communication. Now, please enjoy another great issue of The Beat. The Soundless Cries from the Inner City Cry, my child, for those without tears have a grief which will never end. When my father died, I shed but one tear, for my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger. A stranger who abandoned me at the age of 3.