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became such...my mother became so upset by my attitude and what I was doing...terribly upset...and everybody treated me as a delinquent. You know, I wasn't by any means a delinquent.
...Yow. And I could see no reason...I say it's a terrible handicap that sometimes a teenager will have when he isn't equipped, verbally or any other way to fight and to express the things that he feels inside.
...But I finally got out. And another thing, in my last year, I won three scholarships. The first two scholarships were to two local art schools in Chicago, mostly interested in commercial art. But I was denied admittance to the school when they found out that I was a Negro.
...So this had a cruel and traumatic effect, to say the least. But fortunately in the last national competition I participated in in high school was the art studio in Chicago which offered scholarships and held its competition annually. And I won the competition that year which was in 1937. And so, I finally got an opportunity to take some formal training, which was a great moment. You have no idea what a thrill that moment was.
...Yes, this was a full scholarship.
...Yow. But not really any particular, individual teacher. There were some I related to more and who inspired me, but
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