Jaden's Story that came with Snoop Doggy Dog:
Though I have not been to Hawaii, I spent much of the first few years of my life in the Caribbean. At 1 my father kidnapped me and in a strange series of events, ended up in the Caribbean on the lam. We stayed wherever we could find shelter. In St. Martin we briefly stayed in a shack of corrugated metal with a few flimsy bunks of plywood to sleep on. One morning we were unceremoniously woken up by a bull horn.
"You are living here illegally. You have ten minutes to pack your belongings and evacuate the premises."
We did not have much, so ten minutes proved more than enough to allow us to fill our few bags. My father grabbed me,and my step-mother grabbed my little brother and ran out to the beach. Once there we saw a bulldozer heading straight towards our latest home. At that time home was wherever you lay your head to sleep. My father, always the artist, calmly took out his camera to record the whole process of our abode being demolished. He was not upset, more curious than anything else. He was a very resourceful man, and we soon found shelter again.
I can still picture him standing on the beach on that windy morning calmly taking pictures of our crumbling home. It is one of my earliest memory of my father.