Jeff Cubeta ’10 sends us word of a self defense workshop at ADP:
Instead of focusing on how to beat up someone once an engagement has started, we’re going to analyze self defense from a preventative position. Topics will include, situational awareness, what to do when confronted with violence, avoiding violent situations as a whole.Our guest speaker Robert Wise will be joining us from West Philadelphia, where his own experience with unsafe conditions will help inform the demonstration. It’s important to stress that this isn’t a kung fu lesson; rather, our focus is on recognizing, avoiding and escaping dangerous situations.
Date: Sunday, February 15th
Time: 2-4 p.m.
Where: ADP Greene Room
Sponsored by the Adelphic Educational fund
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In west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground was where I spent most of my daysChillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all coolAnd all shootin some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guysWho were up to no goodStartin makin trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one lil fight and my mom got scaredShe said ‘You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in bel Air’I begged and pleaded with her day after dayBut she packed my suite case and send me on my wayShe gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.I put my walkman on and said, ‘I might as well kick it’.First class, yo this is badDrinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?Hmmmmm this might be alright.But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all thatIs Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?I don’t think sowI’ll see when I get thereI hope they’re prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell, the plane landed and when I came outThere was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name outI ain’t trying to get arrestedI just got hereI sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappearedI whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say this cab is rareBut I thought ‘Now forget it’ – ‘Yo homes to Bel Air’I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8And I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said ‘You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in bel Air’
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, ‘I might as well kick it’.
First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don’t think sow
I’ll see when I get there
I hope they’re prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out
I ain’t trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought ‘Now forget it’ – ‘Yo homes to Bel Air’
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo homes smell ya later’
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air