when i was 9 years old, my teacher had the dangerous minds soundtrack on cassette. he’d play it.. maybe it was the edited version. he was a teacher teaching little navajo kids on the rez so the story of a white lady empowering troubled youth was probably in some capacity relatable, inspiring, or at least recognizable. somehow i stole it from him, though— after hearing it just enough, i knew i wanted to listen to the tape by myself at home. i played it a lot and remember i loved this rappin 4tay track. it took me a while to remember just what song it was that i would rewind over and over again but this was the one. i loved the jackson 5 sample.
after playing the tape for a few weeks, the guilt of theft hit me and i left the tape on his desk after school one day. no mention of the missing tape was to ever occur again until i was drinking wine last night and painting tiny eyes in my bedroom.