You made mistakes when you were younger. You regret but feel it is too late to make any changes in life but here is a story that could change your thinking. It is never too late to get back on your feet.
At 37, Cupcake Brown has only to pass the bar and she’ll be a lawyer, with a $125 000-a-year job waiting for her at McCutchen, Doyle, Brown & Enersen, a white-collar criminal defence firm in San Francisco. Doggedly focused, she is busy these days and full of hope.
It wasn’t always so. There was a time when she got upâ€â€or “came to,†as she puts itâ€â€in the morning with nothing to look forward to but the pursuit of the next trick and the next high even after her mother had choked to death during a seizure. Brown was 11.
Placed in a series of foster homes where she was repeatedly abused physically and sexually, Brown started running away and selling her body in order to survive. At 12 she joined a gang and was involved in robbing, stealing and fighting.
Two days before she turned 15, Brown was shot in a drive-by and doctors told her she might not walk again. When she did, three weeks later, she knew it was time to leave gang life. That same year, she left the foster care system for good, having herself declared legally emancipated.
“I was ‘grown,’†she says wryly, “so I did what I wanted, when I wanted, how I wanted.†What she wanted most was oblivion, and she found it in heroin, crystal meth, marijuana, powder and crack cocaine, angel dust, alcohol, acid.
For many of its alumni, foster care proves to be a one-way ticket to failure. One study indicates that less than 8 percent manage to graduate from a four-year college. The few who do succeed have one thing in common: someone in their life who stands by them. Brown found that person at the age of 23, in Kenneth J. Rose, a San Diego attorney who gave her a job as a legal secretary.
Rose saw in Brown something she did not yet recognise in herself: her intelligence. “He acted like I was smart, and it just blew me away,†she says. Nevertheless, as her responsibilities at work increased, so did her drug use. At one point, she lost her apartment and went on a four-day crack binge, winding up without her shoes, wearing nothing but a green dress, now brown with filth. “I happened to pass a window,†Brown recalls, “and saw my reflection. My eyes were sunk in my head. My lips were burned and scabbed from the crack pipe. You could see my ribs. I had seen death before on other people. But I’d never seen it on me.â€Â
She walked nearly 60 blocks to Rose’s law firm, where she told him for the first time that she was addicted to drugs. Rose got on the phone and found a bed in a rehab programme, then assured Brown that her job would still be there when she got out. “Ken’s white,†Brown observes. “I’m black. He’s Jewish. I’m Christian. Society says we’re supposed to hate each other, but he has shown me unconditional love. If it hadn’t been for Ken, I’d be dead or in jail.â€Â
Once she got clean, despite never having finished high school, Brown enrolled in community college. It took her five and a half years to get through a two-year programme while working full-time, and another two years to finish her BA. Brown then applied to five law schools and anxiously waited for the responses. The first four were rejections. “I thought all my dreams would go up in smoke,†she recalls. “But I opened that last letter from the University of San Francisco, and girl, not only did they accept me, they gave me money.â€Â
Defying all expectations, Brown graduated from law school this past spring. What she didn’t know until she heard her name read out is that the faculty had voted to give her the school’s highest honour for outstanding scholarship, activities, and character.
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“It was a wonderful feeling,†Brown says. “Most of my life, people hated to see me coming, ‘cause I’m gonna beg for some money, I’m gonna steal something, I’ve got some angle. So for people to actually vote on me and say, ‘We like her. We like what she stands for’â€â€that was a complete turnaround for me.†â€â€Www.oprah.com
