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The Four E’s: Expression, Education, Empowerment and Engagement | Greg Corbin | TEDxYouth@DSA


my hands which is a program is dedicated

to helping young people discover the

power of their voices voices that they

already born with not voices that

teachers give though voices that mentors

or adults get them we believe strictly a

young people already have the power

within the informants those things the

thing that we focus on we focus on one

of course expression we believe that

when a young person find the value of

their voice inside the bathroom

themselves in turn allows how many Poles

we have no one raised hands your vibrant

any sort raise your hand if you like

poetry okay most of you will like crazy

and you fight records review another

country it’s all poetry emoji I think

they’re talking about the 4g is like the

cool down ladybug so I wish I won it

like poetry definitely has layers to it

there’s different ways to look at it but

we believe in yelps wooden final value

of invoice you find that value

themselves they learn how to celebrate

self they learn how to take ownership of

their story their narrative can they

become what they need to be put

themselves and not the society tell them

has anybody been today where the world

when did the last time you took a step

expression

so much happening because people don’t

do this some of my may seem younger guys

end up in a street fight should be put

in fact that make a communicator or

second or they don’t have them okay it’s

so important to express yourself second

education we believe in homelessness

education we look at it from a whole

person perspective schools unique invest

in the intellectual part of the scheme

but really do they really focus in the

one with mental and the emotion of the

government other person so we talk about

wellness we look at whole person we’re

looking at all these ways we can

actually help build a lasting the third

come back to finish the poetry classes

that the transformation giving them the

skills that we can use outside of the

classroom in real life scenarios and

actually makes them think and make some

money ok class engaging from the city

recycle what happens when we take the

stage and we move off the stage and we

move it into real life it’s one thing to

do thousands of poems about how we want

to change the world how we want to

infect the world but how can we impact

the world we are inspirational stage so

with these young people positions our

leadership when it comes to the

Philadelphia student union or possibly

thing to go to your school student

government teach you know how Congress

and the Senate work together things of

that nature are so important for young

people to actually take over

here so I’m not I’m pretty much going to

plow through this bring now but you’ll

catch anything so I want to take it back

to decide how come to the plate in

waukee waukee I was teaching in a

classroom notice that there wasn’t

enough youth culture in the classroom I

notice that you were born disengage

because of traditional curriculum and I

started bringing hip-hop and poetry and

some other visual resources into the

classroom and in turn on class around so

much that I was everybody’s babies okay

because well in fact that I was bringing

something evil relate to me to the

classroom they saw themselves in the

lesson they saw smiley cared about them

yourself honey what if they learn about

themselves so I started to our p.m. and

2006 we went to a competition called

breaking voices and I remember to put my

money into it really just running with

I saw something special but before the

and my father ya know the stage the

irony of that is it was a dawn 2001 all

this Sun beating down on his skin is

tears sweat during down his cheek bones

unknowingly my father had stage four

lung cancer me in the dark annabelle

while he took a hammer like huge on

Henry to a piece of wood to a piece of

wood to a piece of wood to a piece of

wood built a stage for me a stage for me

to stand horn unselfishly with his life

on the line I mean my father was so good

with his hands he could make those a new

which is great with his hands and the

way he built that stage that they were

determination in his face sweat

trickling from brow he was so focused it

was a laser I watched him become a

Archer like being on the spot my father

may be made the 2002 he will leave for

another stage the tears were triple all

the way through our family the blood and

the sweat and the tears I still the same

man that taught me how to fix my

mistakes moments when I couldn’t handle

my anger for my own lack of expression

but I punch holes and shoot rock he

would look at me insane boy pray do I

got him job my father took his top and

car ride brought all the materials

special like stage the stage in 2010

I’ve doubted it young man named Victor

Jackson Billie poetry me he wanted to be

on stage he knocked on my door okay

surprise me we just kicked out 16 years

old salts of the two special too many

people would give up but I remember

during summer olympics in barcelona

spain i wanted by the name of the

starting blocks running back to the

locomotive spark me he would tear in

Hampshire and I know man came from the

Cylon places all around him help them

towards the finish line later on the

entire world will find out that that was

his father real fathers never stop

running for their children some fathers

do the part of the pet time the hoxsey

collection of their son afraid that the

shine is to brighter than the race so

they become moonlit darkness Cold War

heartless walking on the doors even if

there’s no exit car to the home they

appealed leaving his sons alone to trip

in the seat up confusion hungry for

clarity they became asking questions

wonder why no one ever pass them to the

time fact when the commack December

thought the Luba knock on my door I

would catch my responsibility folding in

the wind back freedom so much having

children it’s out soon to be back you

know my father lives that I had a great

one back I knew something was special

about you the moment you walk through

the door which I eyes wide hidden cloud

you love the dream so much that you say

things there are galaxies away your

vintage fashion expert a rebellious

sneak ahead trying to take your name

into the track of light footstep time to

nostalgic one how many times I got to

tell you the chocolate like it’s not

like you’re paying me of that you do two

dishes been the same for like three days

they’re like for real three ye Li Bo

stinky socks next to the joystick I want

to play video games 24 who wants buy a

bag of trash when they weigh out the

house Bob remind you so much of myself a

hopeful romantic fall in love seconds

breaking up in minutes aiming for the

stars no new constellation is what you

really want ask a turkey is afraid that

too much normal or maybe too predictable

too typical and now mr. grown up at all

not mantua nothing oh I something about

the both of us then love being outcast

something about the Volvo with the love

being weirdos in the world on a robust

robusta forgot how to feel through my

knee how to fill your mommy I love your top we have patience goes to

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