Paul Robeson High School

Continuing our CUP workshop, we worked on projects to insert back into the local stores we visited.
The masks we made for the 99 cent store were also useful for some impromtu carnival celebrations.

A photographic portrait of Crown Heights.

Students visited three local stores in the neighborhood: a frame store, a barbershop and a 99 cent store.
Divided up into teams, we drew pictures of the stores, took photographs and interviewed shop owners about their businesses.

On February 10 we went to Chelsea in Manhattan to Paula Cooper Gallery. We saw the Christian Marclay show. There were two exhibits in the gallery. At the main desk there was a huge book shelf with a ladder that rolled along the shelves. That was a lot of space in the art gallery and mini-rooms. One room had a wave of cassette tapes put together into a sculpture. Behind me there was writing on the wall with people’s names on it. There were four huge curtains before entering a dark room to see the video. The movie was called The Clock and it was about watches.

—Samuel Smoak

Celeste and Shauna interview Chelomy, Joannie and Ansie about their reactions to the earthquake in Haiti and its aftermath.

would you change with it?

Mind-boggling shifts in biology…that’s the theme of the video we are working on for one of our new videos.

Have you ever had an AIDS test?
Would you?
What’s the most common STDs out there?
How do you
and
how do you not get them?

Students are in the process of interviewing the Paul Robeson High School community on the ins and outs of STDs.

Some of our students have been making posters at Crown Heights Mediation Center. Click here to check them out:

http://crownheightslivepresents.blogspot.com/

Our first PSA deals with the responsibilities of being a witness.

Who am I? This I may never know.

Maybe my culture lives in me.

A culture I may never know.

I feel lost in a world so cold,

and filled with darkness.

A world so dark I can not

see clearly who am I.

This same question gets stuck in

my head everyday.

I’m in need of light in this

struggle’s fight I’m losing.

I don’t know who I am.

I have different personalities.

In search of my reality.

Migraines, pains, and aches trying

to answer the question that got

me here in the first place.

Soon I will have the answer

To this question.

It is in my final destination.

Again I ask myself the question: Who am I?

—Amin Abdullah