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Running and Running
by Diego Acuña

My name is Diego Acuña, and I was born in Santa Fe, New Mexico in 1958. A family of seven, we came to San Francisco in the 60s. We lived a poor life in the Mission. I didn’t know anyone. I found myself in a big city where I was about 7 years of age, going to school in Starr King in the 3rd grade. I didn’t know how to read or write. I was ashamed of myself, so I didn’t want to go to school. I used to hide from all of the kids in school because I didn’t know how to be kid or how to say where I was from. All I did was run and run away from my problems. I began to use drugs and was always running from all my friends because I didn’t know how to say what I liked to say.
     I stayed in San Francisco for at least seven years doing the same thing—running away from my problems. Then I moved back to Santa Fe in 1974 with my father, and I was not going to school or doing anything for myself but getting into trouble and using drugs. The police were looking for me. I was only 14 years of age running from the law, so I was sent back to San Francisco, where the life was too fast for me. By not going to school, I started to use drugs once again.
     I went back to Santa Fe for a few months when I met a young woman. We fell in love, and I was not a bright young man, so I didn’t know how to do the things the way I wanted to do for us. We had a son of our own. It was not good for us to raise a kid when we were just kids ourselves, so we were not doing the things we liked to do. I just kept on doing the same things—running and running from my problems. All I knew was the street life, which was not good for me. And then I had two more kids and was living a hard life. In 1986, we were not happy anymore, so we broke up.
     In 1990, I went back to San Francisco where I was doing no good for 12 years, going in and out of jails like it was a thing to do.
     But now I am doing the best I can for myself so I can move on and know what life is all about. And find myself a woman so that I could live one more time again. Right now I’m in a good spot—it’s called the Latino Commission. I’ve been here over seven months.
     I’m going to Project Read. The first time I was there, I met Heather. She helped me get a tutor, Anjolie. I have been seeing my friend Anjolie for almost three months. She helps me with things that will help me in life, and she is doing a really good job. And now my friend Heather decided to help me with one more tutor, Lorna, so I could work hard on myself, which is a good thing for my education. Now I have two of the best tutors who do the best to show Diego who is Diego.
     With the help of my friends in the Latino Commission and the help of the Project Read program and my tutors and myself, I will live like a real man.


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