"People don't know me, and they don't know where I've come from," Miles said Thursday in a wide-ranging, hourlong phone interview. "And they don't know what I'm capable of. I really feel like there is a lot of good to come out of me."
Miles, 19, who grew up rarely knowing where his dinner or bed or even his parents might be on a given night, has had few positive influences. He has felt used since the days he began showing skills that made him one of the nation's prized recruits.
On Toledo's streets, he has received questionable advice on life and basketball. He has had very few loved ones, and the person he might love the most — his sister Julie, 17 — was diagnosed about three years ago with cancer, which has been a constant source of stress and sadness as Miles jaunts across the country to find a high school, find a home.
http://www.courant.com/services/newspaper/printedition/sports/hc-miles12...
...and there isn't a better example of a kid that has been given chance after chance after chance and continues to spit in the face of all those that tried to help him. I am so sick of this "I grew up in the ghetto, so I am allowed to be a piece of shit" story. The only thing in this kid's future is a jail cell, and if he wasn't 6'7", he would already be in there. He was worthless five years ago, and as is obvious in the story, is still worthless today.
With teachers attitudes like that no wonder the kid wanted out of town.
is unbecoming to a teacher. Hopefully you are not a teacher..