The Problem with Labeling

When I cerebrate of labeling, I have a particular romance that I remember as a child and young person adolescent that fits this paper well. Although the name I have chosen to workout for this story is different, the rest of the story is how I remember it and excessively how I perceived that others rung about it. My best relay transmitter growing up was named mike. He was a black boor that I first met in the second grade. We cursorily became straightforward friends and enjoyed playing unneurotic at school, soccer practice, and eventually at our homes. I lived in a middle class propinquity and mike lived in a lower class realm that was very close to mine. We became quickly inseparable and primarily rode bikes together in either of our neighborhoods. At such a young age I didnt realize what family troubles were so until later on in spiritedness I wasnt able to put together these issues completely into perspective. I knew that mikes mother held a good job as that is wh at microphone told me and I in any case poised the same thing from my parents. On the other delve microphones soda I dont believe had a quiet job based on the same facts that I gathered about his mother. Mikes mom when she was home generally engaged in communication with us frequently as it was quite the opposite with Mikes dad. At the judgment of conviction I very didnt understand why Mikes dad wasnt somewhat much and when he was I never really knew him to work although at the sequence it didnt seem whimsical to me. Most of the time when I was with Mike we generally play together as it was somewhat infrequent that other kids contend with just the two of us. As time went on the curt I was around Mikes dad I did notice that there were quantify that he acted quite different, erratic, and sometimes he could be mean. I didnt understand this because as of that time in my life I hadnt been around someone akin this. Mike always played it move out about his dads ways when h e acted like he did or if I would question it. I certain Mike so I...