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September 1, 2008 at 6:40 pm · Filed under 17 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER OF VICE PRESIDENTIAL PALIN IS PREG, A MOTHER'S ADVICE TO HER CHILDREN, A MOTHER'S ADVICE TO HER SON, ACTIVITIES FOR SUMMER CAMP AND TENNIS KIDS, Activities for Teens, AFRICAN AMERICAN FAMILY AND REPARATIONS, AFRICAN AMERICANS IN THE US OPEN QUALIES, American History, AMERICAN HISTORY IN THE MAKING, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, BLACK MALE TEENAGERS IN TENNIS--2008, black male teens, Blacks in Politics, Blacks in Sports, BLOGS ABOUT ALASKAN GOVERNOR, BLOGS ABOUT CHILDREN SAFETY, BLOGS ABOUT HUMAN LOVE AND COMPASSION, Children, Children of All Races, Christain Faith and Love in Action, Christian Counseling about YOung Marriage, Faith, FAITH IN A HIGHER POWER, Family in Crisis, fear of being alone, Fear of the unknown, FREE CONDOMS GIVEN AT HIGHSCHOOLS, GIVE OF YOURSELF TO YOUR CHILDREN AND YOU WILL BE HAPP, GOLF, GOLF AND NYC PARKS DEPARTMENT, Health, health of black male teens, HOW TO COPE WITH TEENAGE PREGNANCY, PALIN SUPPORTS HER DAUGHTER, Selfesteem, single parenting, SUPPORT YOUR CHILDREN AND THEY WILL BE SUCCESSFUL, TEENAGE PREGNANCY, Views from Within and tagged: 17 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER OF VICE PRESIDENTIAL PALIN IS PREG, GIVE OF YOURSELF TO YOURCHILDREN AND YOU WILL BE HAPPY, HOW TO COPE WITH TEENAGE PREGNANCY, PALIN SUPPORTS HER DAUGHTER, SUPPORT YOUR CHILDREN AND THEY WILL BE SUCCESSFUL, TEENAGE PREGNANCY
UNIVERSE AND WEAVE IN HARMONY
I may not be able to afford certain things like cable tv, or direct tv…but I take my son to the park and help him to train toward tennis scholarships! Also he wants to work on competitive tennis.
So I go with him and toss the ball at him fast, slow, low to the grow and high in the air. So what am I telling you? I just try to help as much as I can.
Some people like to tell me to stop focusing on my kid so much. But you know what? If I do not help him now…he may not be able to support himself or his future wife and kids. So what is wrong with being there now?
Oh, some people have told me…you need to keep yourself happy. Look, when I am past the age of 48 that I am now….I would hate to have to look back and see that I did not do all I could to help my child acheive.
Hey, everybody has a diferent reason for what they do in life.
I am sitting here blogging….so am I totally consumed with my son 24 hours a day????? OF COURSE NOT! My son plays tennis with other people. I do not actually play the game.
I am there to help him to stay focused on the actual training.
How do you think Tiger Woods and Venus and Serena made it to the top of their sports and careers?
The parents helped those kids stay focused and become the men and women that they are today.
Last week ( at the Kids Day in Queens of the USOPEN) Serena won $15,000.00 for a charity that she began her own name…to give back to the community.
So all of the effort that the father of Venus and Serena Williams (Tennis Champions) placed and focused on helping the two young ladies paid off and it now helps others!
—– So when my son gets up to play…I am about 200 to 300 feet away from him. I also am either shopping, or checking in on my mother…reading a newspaper, or talking to other parents.
My son has to come to his own conclusions about his goals and dreams.
I AM ONLY A FACILITATOR!!!!!
I drive my son to the golf course in Dyker Brooklyn to the children’s golf course. I take him to the SPORTS AUTHORITY look at tennis rackets, tennis clothing, golf clubs, etc. I take him to Barns and Nobles for books for school, and reading material. I drive him to competitions, and to coaching lessons. But the rest is up to him.
So is that wrong? Hey, look, my child did not ask to be born. My child was a WANTED CHILD!~ I was legally married to my husband for 5 years before I finally got pregnant.
I have not had any other pregnancies, or any other husbands. Soooo for me to sacrifice….is absolutely nothing. My child could not raise himself.
When you have a child you have to consider atleast….20 years or so to help him or her get educated, have food, shelter, training how to live in this life, and be able to get a job or career.
So for me it will not be the EMPTY NEST SYNDROME….it will be happiness that I gave as much as I could to help someone to accomplish his goals.
If he turns around and changes his mind about his goals, and throws it all away…he cannot blame me.—for I have given all of myself to him to become a man… of stature and respect.
If he turns his back on whatever ideals and concepts that have been carefully taught to him….I will bare no shame in this….it will be his choice as a man.
But if I turn away now…as he just enters his 10th grade in highschool and is finishing his 15th year of life…then I will be to blame.
My selfishness will begin later. So right now…I enjoy blogging! Is there anything wrong with that? I am on vacation…when I express my views here with you.
So that is why I challenge all of us parents…focus on HOW TO HELP YOUR CHILD BECOME A SUCCESS…YOU WILL NOT REGRET HONEST HARD WORK….AND PURE LOVE GIVEN TO YOUR CHILDREN.
Remember..even Vice President hopeful Elect Palin has 5 children and her oldest daughter who is 17 is pregnant according to the news reports on 1010 Wins and AOL NEWS MEDIA, she fully supports them in all that they do. She supports her 17 year old daughter in her goals for herself and soon to be new family.
The most important thing is keeping an OPEN COMMUNICATION WITH YOUR CHILDREN. NO MATTER WHAT!
That will mean your children should come to you with whatever the condition is.
It is not easy to do that. I know. I am a single parent.
I want the best for my son…but I also know that no one’s kid is an angel. So pray with your kids, and love them…just as the Lord above loves you and forgives you of all your mistakes daily….correct?
Remember no one is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes.
Love your kids….love yourself and don’t be too hard on your kids or yourself.
You and your family will live happier, and longer lives. TOGETHER!!!
till next blog….
RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY!~
August 3, 2008 at 3:19 pm · Filed under ABOLITION OF SLAVERY WAS DONE TWO CENTURIES AGO...WHY D, Activities for Teens, AFRICAN AMERICAN FAMILY AND REPARATIONS, All Race Families, AND TAP, BARAK OBAMA AND REPARATIONS DEBATE, BARAK OBAMA CITIZEN OF THE WORLD, Barak Obama for President, BEOG PELL GRANTS, Black Children, black crime and its affects on the family, Black Family, Black History, BLACK HISTORY WOMENS HEALTH, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, BLACK WOMEN DESTROYED DURING THE MIDDLE PASSAGE DURING, Black Women Journalists, Blacks in Politics, Blacks in Sports, blogs about politics, BRUTALITY OF SLAVERY AND MIDDLE PASSAGE, BUILDING THE UNITED STATES WORK FORCE THROUGH EDUCATION, Business and Human Rights Ethics, CAN I GO HOME TO MOTHER AFRCIA?, children and mothers's in slavery, children with seizure/epilepsy, CLINTON ON JOBS, COLLEGE TUTION, Compassion for the Needy, Coping with Seizure, Crime, Culture lost and regained through slavery, DEATH AND MURDER ON THE HIGH SEAS DURING MIDDLE PASSAGE, DESPARITY OF GROSS INCOME TO NET INCOME AND LACK OF ASS, Development of SouthEast Queens, DO BLACKS NEED REPARATIONS?, drugs in the black community, Elder Care and ElderCare Givers, family grief and skizophrenia, Family in Crisis, GLOBAL ECONOMY, Health, HEAP HELP GOVERNMENT ASSISTANCE PROGRAMS, HOME ECONOMICS, INVEST IN AMERICA'S FUTURE...APPROVE ACADEMIC REPARATIO, IS REPARATIONS FOR BLACKS REVERSE DISCRIMINATION???, Selfesteem, single parenting, Uncategorized, WHY DO BLACKS DESERVE REPARATIONS and tagged: AFRICAN AMERICAN FAMILY AND REPARATIONS, AND TAP, APOLOGY FOR SLAVERY FOR AFRICAN AMERICANS, BARAK OBAMA AND REPARATIONS DEBATE, BEOG PELL GRANTS, BUILDING UNITED STATES WORK FORCE THROUGH EDUCATION AND, COLLEGE TUITION, GLOBAL ECONOMY, HEAP HELP GOVERNMENT ASSISTANCE PROGRAMS, INVEST IN AMERICA'S FUTURE...APPROVE ACADEMIC REPARATIO, REPARATIONS FOR AFRICAN AMERICANS
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I am a child of slaves. I am a child of first generation black Americans to have their own New York City Home. I am a child of a African American family to be the first to go to college. I am a mother of a black child who is first generation to play tennis as his major sport of skill.
I am African American wife of a skizophrenic, (who has been missing for ten years). I am an African American wife of a African American male skizphonprenic- who has not provided child support for ten years due to his missing status and the RULES that govern the Social Security Administration.
I am an African American who can not get HEAP HELP (GOVERNMENTAL FINANCIAL ASSISTANCE FOR UTILITY BILLS i.e. Gas and Electric) because the government states that SINGLE PARENT STATUS…EARNING $43,000.00 PER YEAR, PAYING $1600.00 for 3 bedroom apartment in New York City, paying full utilties of building, $158.00 per month car insurance, extremely high milk, juice, fruit, meat, vegetables, personal care products, clothing, medical needs insurances, life insurances on my self valued at over $100,00.00 disability insurances on myself (especially since my missing sick husband left me responsible for my child), catastrophic disease insurances on my self.
Having detailed my financial condition as a 48 yearold African American Daughter of slave ancestors….It would appear that I have the same if not similar problems as my white counter part Americans in some cases.
However, what makes me believe that I do deserve a form if not actual SLAVE REPARATION–is that I would have completed COLLEGE many years ago—if it had not been for BEOG/ PELL AND TAP GRANTS BEING DENIED!
Those grants were denied me when I was 21 years old! I had just been accepted into CBS Television Internship Program through Queens College in the Journalism department. I was registering for my course that was applied to the internship and was told by the college that PELL GRANTS, BEOG AND TAP Aide had been denied to me because I had used up all of my POINTS!
I did not financial aide available!!! I had ignorantly retaken courses that I had failed and then passed. However, my re-registering for those courses had caused me to use up my points.
My Academic Counselor named Barbara Blank did not guide me properly, —I am truly not clear on how this terrible mistake occured.
Whatever caused this terrible error…caused me to have to leave college after I had already completed 61 credits!!!!
The financial aide counselor had discussed the problem with my mother….my African American mother….another daughter of ancestral slaves….My mother whose parents had not been educated higher than elementary school in Virgina (Drakes Branch, and Farmville Virgina to be exact).
My mother had an option explained to her by the financial aide counselor….”Refinance your house so that your daughter could finish college.”
My mother, descendant of slaves flatly stated,” NO! I am not wasting my mortgage on that!”
My sister, who did not complete college and who was 6 years older than me– had been whispering into my mother’s ears heavily.
She did not want me to complete college…because she was jealous and she told my mother that I becoming a CAREER COLLEGE STUDENT….LEARNING BUT NEVER GRADUATING.
I was only 21 years old at that time. Also CBS television internship supervisor in charge of my internship had promised me a great future! I had to compete against other people—HUNDREDS! .. inorder to get accepted into that internship!
I had made an impression on the CBS Internship program…but now! My financial aide points had run out from Pell Grant, BEOG, and TAP were no longer funding my education.
I could not work to make enough money to pay for those classes,–tuition was a mere $900.00 back then….but it was still to high for a full time college student.
The final outcome is this….I left college, unable to pay for it.
My mother, daughter of Slave ancestry could not see the benefit of helping me to complete my education because her thinking back then was limited and poisoned by my sister’s jealousy.
Thus I left college, severly let down….my mother, daughter of slaves told me to just get a job….My mother could not understand the circumstances that would notw shape my life and her’s forever!
I went to a business school, I went to Taylor Business Institute! I learned secretarial skills. ((question–why was I able to get a loan for a trade school and not a college???))
I was hired by a temp agency and began the long road back to college. I began paying for my classes one at a time….I was eventually hired full time by J. Michael Bloom Talent Agency.
My big mistake was that I got married. The marriage did not prevent me from being educated…but I began to rearrange my goals around the marriage. My husband and I did accomplish some goals like buying a house, and having a child.
My African American husband wanted me to complete college…but coming full circle my husband suffered catastrophic severe skizphrenia and left me with bankruptcy,loss of a home to foreclosure, and a child to raise.
I am currently working on a job for the past 19 years that has abosultely NOTHING to do with my original college related goals. The job helps pay for food, and rent–barely–.
I struggle due to the previous explained debts that I worry about daily.
HIND sight is not twenty-twenty for me.
I knew that my level of success would not be fulfilled if I could not complete that INTERNSHIP AT CBS AND REGISTER FOR MY CLASSES WHEN I WAS 21 YEARS OLD.
However, not having an educated family, that would understand the value of an education, and the financial scarifices required to accomplish that goal…thus here I sit today….BLOGGING…out my frustration.
My actual, blogging is healthy for me…but it cannot replace the years of economic success I have not ever experienced, education, and opportunities that I have missed out on.
Blogging cannot give me financial power to help cover the debts that HEAP will not help me to pay …because I am just $50 or more dollars over their limit of assistance for a single parent with only 1 (one) child.
I have been told that I have to have more children to be eligible to receive government assistance.
The goal in this article is to explain why SLAVE REPARATIONS would have helped a person like myself.
I have been working ever since I had to leave college.
Understand that I only left college because I had no money to pay for tuition. They would not allow me to take a loan….my mother would not refinance her home (which she actually did refinance some years later…so she could make a basment apartment for rental purposes)—I have always pushed to further my education, I recently partly completed a program NYACK Adult Continuing education–called ORGANIZATIONAL MANAGMENT…I have to pay off about $600.00 and complete three essays to receive my Bachaelor of Science in Organizational Managament.
I should have done this two years ago. So what is the hold up you ask? I have my child who has been suffering with seizure disorder increasingly over the past two years, and I also am caring for my mother who has become an invalid and stroke victim over the past 4 years.
So here I sit. I am gearing up to complete my 3 essays in the next few weeks and receive my full credit and I can graduate in November of this year.
I have traveled a long road. I know there are many others who have traveled a long road as well.
Do I believe that educational reparations would have helped me….OF COURSE IT WOULD HAVE HELPED ME!
My educational goals would not have been tied to my mother’s personal finances..and I would have been able to complete the internship at CBS in Journalism.
What type of EDUCATIONAL REPARATIONS would I have used you might ask? Here is my concept of the best form of education reparations for children of ancestral African American Slaves:
- SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETE AND RECEIVE GED/HIGHSCHOOL DIPLOMA
- MAINTAIN PASSING GRADES IN COLLEGE
- TAKE REMEDIAL COURSES TO IMPROVE ACADEMICS AND SUCCESSFULLY PASS ALL REMEDIAL COURSES
- NO—-TERM LIMITS ON EDUCATION
- STUDENTS MUST ENROLL IN COLLEGE CONSEQUTIVELY—UNLESS EMERGENCY IN FAMILY, MEDICAL PROBLEMS, FINANCIAL CIRCUMSTANCES TO BE EVALUATED BY REPARATIONS COMMITTEE ON ACADEMIC REPARATIONS
- SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETE BACHELOR OF any ACCREDITED COLLEGE, IVY LEAGUE, CITY, STATE COLLEGE PROGRAM
- SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETE ANY INTERNSHIP PROGRAM
- SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETE ANY TRADE PROGRAM: ELECTRICAL, PLUMBING, TRUCKING, NURSING, CAR REPAIR AND DESIGN, ETC.,
- SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETE PROGRAMS AND HAVE ACADEMIC GOALS, AND JOB BOOKLET ON PERSONAL/INDIVIDUAL ASSESEMENT, and RESUME– COMPLETED AT THE END OF EACH SEMESTER.
- MAINTAIN ATLEAST A — C– AVERAGE…WITH EXPLANATION OF GRADES AND RESTRAINTS AND DETAILING PROBLEMS RELATED TO COMPLETION OF ACADEMIC GOALS TO BE EVALUATED DIRECTLY BY ACADEMIC REPARATIONS COMMITTEE.
- FULL TUITION PAYMENT FOR ALL AFRCIAN AMERICAN SLAVE DECENDANTS
- FULL TUTITION FOR BACHELOR, MASTERS PROGRAMS.
- FULL TUTITION PAID FOR DOCTORATE AFTER PROVIDING 4OOO HOURS OF MENTORING, PROJECT GIVE BACK, AND EACH ONE TEACH ONE PROGRAMS FOR SUMMER YOUTH AND YOUNG MOTHER PROGRAMS.
- FULL TUTITION PAYMENTS FOR 2ND BACHELOR DEGREE FOR 7000 HOURS OF MENTORING, PROJECT GIVE BACK, AND EACH ONE TEACH ONE PROGRAMS TO BE DEVELOPED BY THE AFRICAN AMERICAN REPARATIONS PROGRAM.
- ALL CANDIDATES MUST SUBMITT DOCUMENTED PROOF OF 3000 HOUR AND 7000 HOUR GIVE BACK AND MENTORING PROGRAMS INORDER TO BE ELIGIBLE FOR DOCTORATE PROGRAMS AND 2ND DEGREE PROGRAMS.
- ALL GRADUATES ARE REQUIRED TO GIVE 100 HOURS YEARLY TO TALKS AT ELEMENTARY EDUCATION, JUNIOR HIGHSCHOOL EDUCATION, HIGHSCHOOL EDUCATION, AND COLLEGE PROGRAMS FOR MENTORING AND PASSING ON THE LEGACY OF THE BENEFITS OF EDCUATION AND TAKING THE RESPONSIBILITY OF REPARATIONS AND BECOMING SUCCESSFUL IN ATTAINING ACADEMIC GOALS THAT ARE A STANDARD OF EXCELLENCE IN THE AFRiCAN AMERICAN SLAVE DESCENDANTS.
This is my concept of proper reparations. I would abide by these rules so that I could have the opportunities to pass on the goals and future that keep America growing and great.
We as a American Citizens do not need a hand out! We need a hand UP! Help me to educate myself so that I can help continue the legacy of Pride in the United States as a Super Power in the World. Help me to educate myself so that I can give back to the generations to come.
As it stands right now…I can only give this blogg!!!!
I could do so much more if my education was free…but with RESPONSIBILTY AND DEFINITELY STRINGS ATTACHED. The type of strings attached will cause success in the future decendants of slaves…but those decendants would eventually be called desendants of SUCCESSFULL AFRICAN AMERICANS WHO HAVE MENTORED, AND GAVE BACK, THEREBY ASSISTING THE UNITED STATES TO MAINTAIN ITS ECONOMIC STRENGTH, EDUCATIONAL POWER, LITERACY, AND GROWTH IN THE WORLD.
WITH EDUCATION….COMES AN EMPOWERED WORKFORCE THAT CAN STRENGTHEN THE ECONOMY…..CRIME BASED ON ECNOMICS WILL GO DOWN IN MINORITY COMMUNITIES, BLACK MALES WILL BE INSPIRED TO GATHER RESOURCES AND BECOME MORE SUCCESSFUL AND STRONG. YOUNG WOMEN WILL GATHER RESOURCES AND BECOME MORE SUCCESSFUL AND STRONG.
The program of reparations needs to be looked at.
It may take many years for it to come about.
MOst likely not in my life time, or even my child’s life time.
But the concept does need to be addressed.
Maybe my concepts are not all acceptable… there may be better methods of ACADEMIC REPARATIONS.
IN CONCLUSION:
DO NOT GIVE ME THE FORTY ACRES AND AN MULE….
I WANT A FREE….RESPONSIBILITY ACADEMIC BASED REPARATION FOR DESCENDANTS OF AFRICAN SLAVES.
(((JOBS WILL COME WITH AN EDUCATED WORK FORCE!!!)))
NOTE…MANY EUROPEAN COUNTRIES MAKE EDCUATION FREE FOR ALL!!!!
REPARATIONS ON AN ACADEMIC LEVEL WILL IMPROVE THE QUALITY OF LIFE AND ECONOMIC STANDING OF THE UNITED STATES AS A SUPER POWER AND ALSOIN THE GLOBAL ECONOMY AS WELL.
“`RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY
July 22, 2008 at 1:49 am · Filed under Black Children, BLACK COMEDY TEAMS, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, Black Women Comedians, Black Women in Acting, CHURCH COMEDY IN MOVIES, Crime, drugs in the black community, Faith, Family in Crisis, Health, RALPH AND NORTON FROM THE HONEY MOONERS, RELIGION AND COMEDY, Selfesteem, single parenting, SUNDAY MOVIE REVIEW, TRACEY MORGAN AND ICE CUBE TEAM UP, Views from Within, WHITE COMEDY TEAMS and tagged: BLACK COMEDY TEAMS IN BLACK HISTORY, CHURCH AND COMEDY IN MOVIES, FIRST SUNDAY MOVIE REVIEW BY RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY, RAPLH AND NORTON FROM THE HONEYMOONERS, TRACEY MORGAN AND ICE CUBE TEAM UP, WHITE COMEDY TEAMS IN HISTORY
UNIVERSE AND WEAVE IN HARMONY
I like to watch a good comedy. I was shocked!
Truly shocked.
Tracey Morgan plays a “not so bright” crime challenged man, and his counter part…Ice Cube is just as crime challenged as Tracey Morgan.
HOwever, things work out in the end …in some type of fairy Tale ending. They start out to rob the church, situations get out of hand and circumstances change it all around and they end up saving the day for the Church they planned to rob. Silly uh?
Also Cube’s baby Mama gets the money she needed– which keeps her from moving ‘DOWN SOUTH’ to her grandmother’s house.
So Cube gets to keep contact in with his son.
The church does not have to move out of the neigborhood they love and all is right with the world again~~~~~
….But as I said….it was an interesting combination of Tracey as comedian…and Cube a hard core…angry straight man.
The funniest part of the movie was when they (Cube and Tracey) were sitting in the church during communion and then they ate the “crackers for communion” and then they drank…not sissped…drank several cups of communion wine.
Tracey explained that he had never been in a church service before (except for a baptism for which he could not participate because he could not swim.
–so he never went back to church again)….so Tracey asks for CHEESE WIZ for the communion crackers.
…such blasphemy!!!!
Oh, my goodness…my mother was laughing so hard….!
So go rent this silly movie! It might even make you cry at one part.
Good Job Cube…stay away from those “”””ARE WE THERE YET??? “MOVIES—SEEK OUT SOMETHING WITH A PARTNER LIKE TRACEY—-GOOD STRAIGHT MEN AND COMEDY SIDEKICKS NEVER GO OUT OF STYLE!
TILL NEXT MOVIE REVIEW~~~
riveroflifelisajoy!!!!
July 3, 2008 at 9:48 am · Filed under amateur poetry and prose writing, being disabled and dependant, being strong willed and determined to over come lives p, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, Children, Children of All Races, children with seizure/epilepsy, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Seizure, EASING CHILDREN'S FEARS IN HOSPITAL STAY, EPILEPSY, Faith, Family in Crisis, Family Leave Act and Epilepsy/seizure, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, Health, health of black male teens, HOME ECONOMICS, PRESSURE OF SCHOOL WORK VS. SEIZURE ACTIVITY, Save the Children, Schneider Children Neurology Dept., SCHNIEDER CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL THERAPY DOG, SEIZURE DISORDER, SEIZURE DISORDER AND INHOSPITAL VIDEO EEG, Seizure disorders and musical comforts, SELF REFLECTION, Selfesteem, single parenting, THOUGHTS ABOUT LOVE BY BLACK TEENAGERS 2008, Trusting God for All things, Uncategorized, Views from Within and tagged: Children Safety, Illness in Teenagers ....seizures and their affects on, New Seizure episode and medications therapy, PRESSURE OF SCHOOL WORK VS. SEIZURE ACTIVITY, Schneider Children Neurology Dept., Schneider Children's Hospital N
I have been on a journey…
My friend
I have not been lost
intentionally
but a journey of length
and depth has
challenged my
very heart and soul
I have gathered need
and gathered sorrow
My journey leads me
down dark alleys
bright rooms,
painful thoughts
and haunting fears
Tears are worthless
here on my journey
But the tears still come
and roll down my cheeks
like snowballs gathering
size and speed
My nose and face feel clogged
from the emotions spent
on this journey
Come free me my friend
from this torment
But I do not cry for myself
I cry for another
My son, my dear son
What will be?
Sickness again claimed
him on June 24 after
his American History
Regents exam…of which he
did receive an 88!
The victory of his passing
is overshadowed by the
illness that gripped him in
its stealy hands
I wish for him joy,
health, and happines…
I pray for him health, health, and more health
So that has been my journey my friend
Seeking health and strength for
the child of my womb
The child I had prayed for 15 years ago
is in a battle for his life….
So my journey is not a lonely one
but a hard. brittle, prickly one
Where have I been? Right here,
at home, at work, but journey is a battle of
the mind and strength of the
spirit.
JOurney is to walk a walk of faith,
and endurance…
So I have not called you, written you,
but I know you are still there.
I will not go,
while I continue this journey, whose
destination I yet do not know.
-fini-
Riveroflifelisajoy
credit of waterfalls image…from aol journey images
May 25, 2008 at 1:50 pm · Filed under ABOLITION OF SLAVERY WAS DONE TWO CENTURIES AGO...WHY D, Al Sharpton on Human Rights, American History, and The Politics of Economics, Barak Obama for President, Black Children, black crime and its affects on the family, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, BLACK WOMEN DESTROYED DURING THE MIDDLE PASSAGE DURING, Blacks in Politics, BRUTALITY OF SLAVERY AND MIDDLE PASSAGE, CHARLES DARWIN THEORY OF EVOLUTION AND THE ENDANGERED P, Children, children and mothers's in slavery, CLINTON ON JOBS, Compassion for the Needy, Coping with Death, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Loss, Culture lost and regained through slavery, DEATH AND MURDER ON THE HIGH SEAS DURING MIDDLE PASSAGE, Decline of African/Black American marriages, drugs in the black community, Faith, Family in Crisis, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, FICTION WRITING ABOUT SLAVERY, FREE WRITE, Health, How to Respond to another's troubles, Human Rights Issues, Obama and his personal struggle, PAT BUCHANAN RACIST REMARKS ON SLAVERY IN AMERICA AND I, PAT BUCHANNON AND HIS VIEWS THAT BLACKS SHOULD BE THANK, plantations and broken black families, POLITICIANS IN 2008 PRESIDENTIAL RACE AND THOUGHTS ON R, POWER OF LOVE AND MEMORY, Racism, Religion and our Faith, Selfesteem, slavery and broken black men, slavery and destroyed families, slavery and separated families, SLAVERY AND THE BLACK AMERICAN MARRIAGE IN TODAY'S SOCI, SLAVERY AND THE WEST INDIES AND ABROAD, The Black Christian Church, THE KENNEDY FAMILY BACKS OBAMA, THE VOYAGE FROM MOTHERLAND AFRICA TO THE NEW LAND AMER, Views from Within and tagged: AMERICA TODAY MORE THAN 200YEARS SINCE SLAVERY WAS ENDE, BLACK MALE CHILDREN AND SLAVERY, BLACK WOMEN DESTROYED DURING THE MIDDLE PASSAGE DURING, BRUTALITY OF SLAVERY AND MIDDLE PASSAGE, DEATH AND MURDER ON THE HIGH SEAS DURING MIDDLE PASSAGE, FICTION WRITING ABOUT SLAVERY, FICTION WRITING ABOUT SLAVERY BY RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY, PAT BUCHANNON RACIST REMARKS REGARDING SLAVERY, SELF ESTEEM AND SLAVERY, THE VOYAGE FROM MOTHERLAND AFRICA TO THE NEW LAND AMER, THE WEST INDIES AND ABROAD
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This picture was taken from archives on slavery. It was placed in this fiction story written by me….I thought a real picture would help the reader to understand the harsh treatment of slaves. It was a course that I took that enlightened me to the terrible experience of the MIDDLE PASSAGE and what it did to the many tribes that had been taken hostage by the SLAVE TRADERS.
That is why I had written an earlier post regarding PAT BUCHANNON’S shallow view on the slavery of African Americans and how he, (((PAT BUCHANNON))) thought that black people should be thanking “God” for slavery.
I will be writing short stories based loosely on the readings and course work I took for my education. I am not an expert….but being African American and having lived in circumstances as an Afrcian American for 48 years may give me a little insight to attempt to “channel” some of my ancestors and their struggles through fictional dipictions of slave experiences.
I hope I do them justice.
At the bottom of this you will find a discussion I raised and copied regarding the emancipation of the slaves due to Lincoln.
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******************** Middle Passage and the Loss of my Village and Family—-Slave Memories…#2
OUR VILLAGE WAS CLOSE BY THE SEA. MY MOTHER HAD A GARDEN AND MY FATHER HUNTED FOR OUR FOOD WITH THE OTHER MEN FROM THE TRIBE. There was a rival tribe that had stolen some of my mothers, and other women’s vegetables from their gardens.
Everyone was angry and running around. I was 8 years old. My brothers were 12 years old, and 15 years old and a 7months old. My parents talked and then my father and my older brothers ran with their spears to meet the other tribes men. They had put on body paint, and war feathers.
The tribesmen gather in the center of the village and began to chant and sing and jump up and down until the air was filled with their voices and the dust rose up making swirling clouds around our heads.
My father and the tribesmen ran from the village in anger and excitement chanting with raised spears. My mother took me back to our hut and began to prepare the midday meal. The war was on! I did not know if my father would be back.
My mother cooked yam and potatoe and meat. She seasoned it and then we ate. Suddenly there was a noise at the far end of the village. Women were screaming and running in our direction. My mother dropped her bowl and looked to the center of the village.
She screamed and then grabbed me and my baby brother. She pushed us into the jungle and ran, and pushed me and ran some more. When we came to the beach we saw big things on the water floating.
I had never seen anything like that before. It was brown on the bottom, and had cloth on the top floating in the wind. Suddenly my mother screamed and I looked up as saw my mother being dragged away from me with my baby brother in her arms. She looked back at me and screamed again and I was picked up and carried away too.
I began to scream and cry for my mother, and my father. I remember being in a small boat that carried us to the big brown boat with the floating clothes. My mother was forced to climb the boat, and I was forced too. When we got on the boat we were chained together and then put down in a black place that smelled so strong that I gagged and threw up.
I was hit from behind and forced to lay down next to my mother and baby brother. My baby brother had not stopped crying since this all began. My mother held my hand and I was sobbing.
I heard a language I did not understand. I could only see legs, and arms of people I had never seen before. They looked angry and they shouted at us. There were many people from our village, some old men, and some sickly men who had not gone to war with our rival tribe.
Young boys, girls, and women from our village were on this big boat too. Everyone was throwing up from the smell. Everyone was crying and scared of this new tribe that was attacking us in our tribesmen absence.
What would happen to us? Where were we being taken? Why did these tribesmen look so different from us? Why did they seem so angry at us? What law of their tribe had we broken?
Some of my tribesmen and women I heard talking amongst themselves thought that these were evil spirits from our rival tribe that had been sent by their witch doctor to destroy us!
What a powerful witch doctor they had…some of the people said. What will my father think when he comes back from war? Our tribe was the stronger of the two….we had more people, and our tribe was tall and the rival tribe were not so tall.
So our wars with them were usually quick. Our men would fight and battle for several hours, and injure some of their tribe and then fall back to our village until the next conflict…showing our dominence over them. But now, who would cook for my father and brothers?
Who would cook for all of the tribesmen. How could they fight this new foe who had taken the whole village captive? I began to feel sick, and I had to relieve myself. I was laying down on my back and my legs were aching. My baby brother was wimpering now.
My mother was chanting and squeezing my hand. The angry strange looking tribesman started pulling some of the villagers out of the areas that we were chained to.
My mother and baby brother were taken away from me and all I remember was my mother wailing and screaming my name, my baby brother’s name and then her voice cut short and then other villages started to wail and scream to our ancestors.
Their was alot of noise coming from above my head in the blackness. I could see specks of light….something dripped on my head and it smell bad. I threw up again, and then I passed out.
I woke up again seeing that my mother was gone and so was my baby brother I began to cry. One of my captors hit the bottoms of my feet with something very hard. I cried more and then they left me alone. I had relieved myself on myself. I smelled it and I threw up again.
Next to me was an old man from the village. He had been quiet for a long time. I called out to him but he did not answer. He never answered me. I knew he was dead. I screamed for the ancestors to take me away from this black hole and torment.
I prayed as my mother had taught me to. I asked forgiveness of my ancestors for any thing I might have done. I felt a tug and a yank on my feet and I felt myself pulled to my feet. The old man came out dead on the floor next to me.
My captors separated the chains and then reconnected them to a living villager man. They took the old man away and moved me down to the next villager. They took us out into the open air.
Something stuck into my foot as I walked. I stumbled and one of my captors hit me in the back again. I began to wimper. I know what wailing would cause to happen so I wimpered to myself and prayed to my ancestors again.
The sky was clear, blue and few clouds were around. The big boat rocked from side to side. I began to feel sick again. They thrust a liquid in my mouth. I began to throw up again. I was hit again from behind and they yelled something at me. I heard screaming and I saw a woman from the village being chased.
She ran around the boat while the captors chased her. They were laughing this time. She finally was caught and they did something in a crowd and encircled around her while she screamed out the name of her husband and ancestors.
I saw blood come crawling from beneath the crowd of captors and the woman stoped yelling.
There was silence again. Suddenly one of the captors tossed her dead body over the side of the boat. Many of us who saw that gasped, and moaned and sung the song of sorrow for the dead. We called as one voice for the ancestors to come to carry her away to our ancestral home.
We were taken back down to the hole and left until the captors took us out again. Some men and women and children were beat, until they bled. Some men were beat until you could see pieces of meat from their backs fly off in different directions. Then we were taken back into the black hole.
Day turned into night and night into day. One day the big boat stopped and we who had survived were taken from the boat and washed brutally, and greased.
New chains were placed on our hands and feet and we were taken into what appeared to be a village with more of the tribes people who looked and dressed differently then us.
They looked angry and laughed at the same time. I passed out. I awoke on a wood floor. There was a large animal that looked like something I had never seen before.
One of the captors had been sitting and looking away from me. I looked around and saw some of the villager men who had survived the trip. I sat up and then I saw a big white hut. There were other tribes in this new land. I did not recognize any of them.
When the big animal stopped we were all yanked off the wood floor and put on the ground. I was very weak, and sick. I began to throw up again. I was hit again.
I was yanked to follow my fellow villagers to a small white hut. When we arrived more of the strange looking tribesman and some tribes men from my mother land were there. We were handed bowls of food and we ate.
This was strange food but it tasted better than the food on the large boat. I began to feel better. I looked around and saw animals I had never seen before. Some were funny….a white bird with a red wobbly skin on its head and neck. It made funny noises.
I began to miss my mother and I cried again. I was hit again. I began to wimper to myself and pray to my ancestors. I wondered what ever happened to my father and the other tribesman and if they knew what had happened to us.
I was given a hut to share with other tribesman, and clothes. I was given work to do in a very, very large garden. I never forgot my mother, baby brother, and my father and kinsman.
I worked until I died from a severe beating.
~~~~~riveroflifelisajoy
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This is a document regarding the emancipation of the slaves……
COPYWRITE 2003-2008 SON OF THE SOUTH
WWW.SONOFTHESOUTH.NET
paul@sonofthesouth.
Abraham Lincoln and
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Abraham Lincoln and Emancipated Slaves, April 1865
Richmond Virginia, the Confederate Capitol fell on April 3, 1865. The following day, April 4, 1865, President Abraham Lincoln went to the fallen city. Throngs of slaves were in the streets, celebrating their first day of freedom, and welcoming Lincoln. Thomas Nast captured this historic event with his drawing presented at your right. This is perhaps the best portrait of Mr. Lincoln ever produced. It shows that while Lincoln was to tragically die 10 days later, he did, if only briefly, get to see the fruit of his leadership and resolve. He was able to see the grateful tears of the emancipated, and hear their cheers of appreciation. There is a fascinating story about this day, so please click on the image for the full story of the day that Abraham Lincoln walked the streets of the fallen Rebel Capitol.
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braham Lincoln Entering Richmond Virginia
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May 24, 2008 at 2:10 pm · Filed under ABOLITION OF SLAVERY WAS DONE TWO CENTURIES AGO...WHY D, Al Sharpton on Human Rights, American History, Barak Obama for President, Black Army Reservists, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, BLACK WOMEN DESTROYED DURING THE MIDDLE PASSAGE DURING, Blacks in Sports, BRUTALITY OF SLAVERY AND MIDDLE PASSAGE, Business and Human Rights Ethics, CHARLES DARWIN THEORY OF EVOLUTION AND THE ENDANGERED P, children and mothers's in slavery, CLINTON ON JOBS, Coping with Death, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Loss, Culture lost and regained through slavery, Decline of African/Black American marriages, Faith, Family in Crisis, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, FICTION WRITING ABOUT SLAVERY, FREE WRITE, Have Faith in Spite of the Circumstances, Health, HILLARY CLINTON AND BARAK OBAMA, Hillary Clinton for President, Human Rights Issues, Lincoln and Douglas Debates, Negro Doll Makers, Negro Men In Medicine, Obama and his personal struggle, Obama on RAISE THE MINIMUM WAGE FOR ALL AMERICANS--spee, PAT BUCHANAN RACIST REMARKS ON SLAVERY IN AMERICA AND I, PAT BUCHANNON AND HIS VIEWS THAT BLACKS SHOULD BE THANK, plantations and broken black families, Poverty in America, Racism, Religion and our Faith, Religion and Trust in God, Rev. Wright and his Racist Comments, Save the Children, SELF REFLECTION, Selfesteem, Selfishness, Short stories by Amatuers, single parenting, slavery and broken black men, slavery and destroyed families, slavery and separated families, SLAVERY AND THE BLACK AMERICAN MARRIAGE IN TODAY'S SOCI, SLAVERY AND THE WEST INDIES AND ABROAD, THE KENNEDY FAMILY BACKS OBAMA, THE VOYAGE FROM MOTHERLAND AFRICA TO THE NEW LAND AMER, The wipping post and slavery, Thoughtless words, Trusting God for All things, Uncategorized, Views from Within, Writing and tagged: children and mothers in slavery, Culture lost and regained through slavery, Mini Short, plantations and broken black families, Short stories by Amatuers, slavery and broken black men, slavery and destroyed families, slavery and separated families, The wipping post and slavery
Ma name is John Smith.
Ah, been in dis here plantation since a
was a young chile..sold offin’
my Mama befo’ I was ten.
But Ah memba’ my Mama face
and my Mama hands.
My Mama face wuz brown
tired and sad.
She wore a ole’ faded
red head rag. She would
take me wid her to clean
the chicken coups
and feed the cows.
Ah would play and chase
the chickens!
One day the master
of da house came and
picked me out from
ma friends and told
my Mama it wuz time
fo’ me to go!
I wuz too big to
be playin’ anymo’.
The master sent ole’
Joe, the helper to carry me off
to the market to be
sold.
Ah cried and kicked and
screamed fo’ my
Mama.
She just stood a lookin’
after me and did not
move to help me!
Ah watched my Mama
grow tiny as the horse,
cart pulled me and the otha’ slaves who
was packed into it away from
my birth plantation to a
new and dangerous beginin’!
Ah wuz sold to the Williams.
Mr. Williams was kind, but
his son was the mean one.
He liked to beat slaves fo’ nuthin’
and then leave um to die if they
put up a fuss.
He would jus’ buy mo’
slaves the next day.
The Williams plantation
was a cotton plantation.
Hard work, pickin’ cotton,
cuts up yo’ hands and stuff.
Ah grew big and strong.
I could carry three times my weight
on a good day.
So young master Williams took
good care uh me.
But ah hated ta see
my friends suffer so.
One day we heard of the
UNDERGROUND RAILROAD.
Ah decided to run awa’.
No, Ah told ye, that Master Williams
wuz good to me. Ah just wanted to see
my Mama so bad.
Ah did not care about good treatment.
Ah wanted to be free!
Ah made a chance run fo’ it
one night.
Ah wuz tryin’ ta meet
up wid the UnderGround RailRoad
in the forest.
Ah, made a mistake.
I told ole’ Buck, who curries the
Master’s horses. He warn’ me
not to try it! Ah, told him to minds his business!
I could out run any dog, or horse….cause the master
fed me the best food cause ah carried the heavy loads and pulled
plows when the horses went lame.
Sos’ I think that is why I wuz caught so fast.
When they draggs’ me back to the
plantation, there was ole’ Buck a lookin’
at me. From a distance he kept gettin’
bigger, and bigger. He stood right at
the wipping post and look at me….just starin’
and shaking his ole’ grey head.
When they tied me up I could see dried
blood where other slaves had been beat.
It wuz a cloudy day.
It wuz a hot night.
They found me in the day and wup me
deep into da night.
Young Master Williams took a break
from his workin’ my back, and
then told his workers to continue on
till the next mornin’ just wupin’
my back.
I stop yellin’ and then I don’t
member nothin after dat.
All I know is that I found ma’self
sittin up here wit Jesus, and da
Angels.
Oh, and I found Mama too!
Except she got a big smile on
huh face, and she wearing a white
dress and she don’t look tired no’ mo’.
Fini~~~
Fiction Depiction of Slavery
by Riveroflifelisajoy
April 18, 2008 at 1:36 am · Filed under All Race Families, American History, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, BLACK HISTORY WOMENS HEALTH, Black Women Journalists, BLACK WOMEN PREACHERS AND ITS AFFECTS ON THEIR MARRIAGE, Blogs About Wendy Williams, Charlemane The G-d @ WBLS Wendy Williams Experience ***, Decline of African/Black American marriages, Decline of American Marriages Period!, Domestic Violence, Ethics in Media, Faith, Family in Crisis, fear of being alone, Fear of the unknown, Health, Hot 97 Ms. Jones, How Professional Mentors influence the Young, How to Respond to another's troubles, How to strengthen your Marriage, Leadership and Its Responsibility, Ms. Jones at Hot 97 and Domestic Violence topics, Ms. Jones at Hot 97 attacking The Wendy Williams Queen, OEEO on the Job, Power House Juanita Bynum and the Black Man that Loves, POWER HOUSE WENDY WILLIAMS AND THE BLACK MAN THAT LOVES, POWERFUL BLACK WOMEN AND THE MEN THAT LOVE THEM....CAUS, Queen of all Media, Selfesteem, Selfishness, single parenting, SLAVERY AND THE BLACK AMERICAN MARRIAGE IN TODAY'S SOCI, Trophy Wives, WENDY WILLIAMS EXPERIENCE, Wendy Williams Experience 107.5 wbls and tagged: A Preachers Wife, and the Preacher is a Wife, Blogs About Juanita Bynum, Blogs About Juanita Bynuma and Domestic Violence, Blogs About Kevin Hunter, Blogs About Nicole Spence and Wendy Williams EEO Case, Blogs About Wbls 107.5, Blogs About Wendy Williams, Blogs About Wendy Williams Experience, Juanita Bynuma Power House Woman, Wendy Williams Experience---Power House Woman
Before I proceed allow me to explain. It is important to understand this one major point. NO WOMAN SHOULD BE ABUSED FOR ANY REASON AT ALL! NO HUMANBEING SHOULD BE ABUSED FOR ANY REASON AT ALL!
Now, I will proceed. I looked at the blogs and news paper articles on Minister Juanita Bynum and her marriage abuse/domestic violence episode that is ripping her marriage and ministry.
Then I looked at Wendy Williams of the Wendy Williams Experience, and her EEO case with Nicole Spence involving her husband Kevin Hunter and –the domestic violence episodes that are threatening her very lucrative career.
I began to wonder. Wendy has a following of faithful listeners, and Juanita Bynum has a following of faithful listeners TOO!
Strange huh?! Except Wendy does not preach the Gospel.
Wendy has a daily four hour show that goes from 2:00 P.M. until 7:00 P.M. . Juanita Bynum has a church, has CDs, DVD’s for sale, she tours the country and many, many other options for reaching her flock of faithful followers!
The obvious similarity is that they are both HIGH POWERED TYPE- A- PERSONALITY BLACK WOMEN!
Who can rival them?—–THEIR HUSBANDS!
Both Wendy Williams and Juanita Bynum are both powerful black women that stand tall and stong in their own work and careers.
Yet they are challenged by the problems of domestic violence in their home ((((which is being displayed publicly))) despite their efforts to keep private pain private.
Why are their husband’s possibly challenging these two strong women in their careers?
Why would the husbands of these two very opposite…yet equally powerful and influential women– allow their private marital behavior jeopardize their very successful wives in the year 2007 and 2008?
Let us think for a moment….As African Decent women, Wendy Williams and Juanita Bynum have come a long way and have taken the lead within the black community in the United States, and possibly even in the world and the “global economy!” **Not to mention Ophra of course***
Wendy Williams was broadcasting from California today! She attracts all walks of life, despite her sporadic rants about “white people” and her blackness.
She recently complained about how her son’s Montclair New Jersey school district have suggested that the children wear “green” for St. Patricks Day. But when she had inquired as to what the children could wear for “Black History Month,” or “Martin Luther King Day”….she was flatly told that there was nothing that the children could wear for such annual events in American Society.
So Wendy did not say that she would not have her son wear green….or wait a minute …my mind is not clear if she was against him actually wearing the green but I remember Wendy Williams stating “I have a plan for that day.” This is a strong woman.
She maintains her “HOW YOU DON’IN” AND “Hee Haw” for the “Donkey People (folks who do not know how to avoid being used and abused, and coming back for more…or the people who “steal” other people’s mates etc., etc.,) But as she states….”At the end of the day …I am a mother and a wife!”
That is why this whole circumstance of the domestic violence and the Nicole Spence EEO issue has floored me.
That is why I looked at Juanita Bynum, whose “No More Sheets” sermon stirred so many Christian and Non-Christian Believers to stop taking less in life; stop taking less in their personal relationships; and take back from the devil what he stole from them….their pride, their self esteem, their will to live, their joy…..etc., etc..
Believe it or not….Wendy Williams and Juanita Bynum have alot in common….They just reach people in a different way. Juanita Bynum preaches and uses scripture and Wendy Williams uses a SideKick Charlemene. Wendy Williams also uses her various interactive draws called Dons and Divas Dances, and even children in events for Easter (last year 2007).
I did not hear anything about a children Dons and Divas Kiddie affair for 2008—I might have missed it. Sound Effects, Ghetto Street Talk, Alternative Life style talk and various genres of communication to preach her message of intelligence.
Wendy always tries to tell those who feel like misfits in the current society that they will be accepted on her show.
Now, unfortuneately I have seen, and heard about the Christian Church…not so nice things on the level of accepting the”misfits of society” based on religious reasons….(((despite Jesus reprimand of men who wanted to stone the harlot woman for her sins….
Jesus said, “He without sin cast the first stone….and No one cast the stone….they all walked away ashamed.” Jesus truly turned to the harlot woman and told her to “Go and sin no more, your sins are forgiven!” Sometimes this verse is very seldom discussed or preached….I wonder why?
Well, any way….I will continue this further later on.
But just think about it for a minute….The two women I am comparing and contrasting here are both black, high powered…..and very, very, very famous in the black community for different reasons…yet they both suffer from domestic violence.
But my question still remains….Is it the effects of the power and the fame on the marriage that causes the stress and the strain?
Did these two women, or other women permit themselves to stay in bad marriages, or abusive relationships in order to maintain that appearance of SUCCESS to the OUTSIDE WORLD AT LARGE?
To many Christians, it does not seem proper to have a broken marriage after telling people how “Jesus can set the sinner free from bondage to death, hell and the grave.”
It looks odd that Jesus is seemingly unable to prevent two Christians from breaking up, or fighting with each other over serious or silly issues.
Personality conflicts, irreconsilible differences that legal documents site for marriage break ups…seem strange in the Christain faith…because we are suppose to look beyond our differences and look at what fits the marriage like glue….JESUS!
So that is possibly why the Powerful Juanita Bynum and her abusive marriage/domestic violent episode is rocking the Christian Church and is so very painful and humiliating to watch, and hear about in the media.
We want Jesus to fix it. But see, it has to be fixed within the two people….they have to both be willing….they have to release the issues that have bound them and then open themselves to healing.
How difficult is that for such a Powerful Preacher Juanita Bynum and her Powerful preacher husband?
With Wendy Williams, the struggle is severe but also it takes a different turn. Wendy’s job as a Radio Shock Jock Journalist, is one in which she constantly opens the private lives of well known celebrities to public view through discussion, or interview.
Now, listen, Wendy always states….”I did not do the actual research….I only repeated what I read National Enquirer or “Life and Style” Magazine. So you can’t say I had an insider tell me and I let the cat out of the bag.”—Wendy Williams…(paraphrase only)
No, but she does discuss celebrity gossip as a major part of her show ~~~~just like I am writing about and comparing and contrasting her and Juanita Bynum.
If you do not pass gossip along…then you are not a gossiper….but if you join in on the chain of lies…or truths…or whatever they be….you then cannot say that you are not part of the problem….can you?
Example, Britney Spears personal struggles have been so hightlighted by the media that every body knows that Britney Spears may go out on the town with out underwear on ….to night clubs etc. How do we all know about that?
Because the media gossip columnist and Rag Mags, and Shock Jocks on the radio, and even the regular news channels are constantly showing pictures, or describing Britney Spears even doing mundane activities like shopping with a friend.
Thus Wendy Williams is being trashed by her rivals for being a gossip shock jock and now she is embroiled in her own personal dilemmas.
So her rivals on Hot 97 are jumping up and down at her troubles and Wendy is catching the Heat!
Wendy is catching the heat like no one else…except Janet Jackson did after her “wardrobe malfunction” during that football game a couple of years ago. Perfect lovable Janet Jackson made a big mistake and it took several years to live it down.
The public is not very forgiving of its’ “American Idols”–so it seems. Thus the troubles of Wendy Williams—high powered black woman in a high stakes position in the radio and television media/journalism industry….So again I ask…
.Why would her also “black” husband not realize the opportunity they both have to pave the road for young minorities of all races….are the issues in the marriage that severe or that trivial?
It is like being at the top of a mountain….Let’s say Mount Everest….a very tall mountain upon which you can see the future….and yet you worry about a splinter in your finger!
To remedy that splinter is easy….but that distance you wish to travel will be a long, long road filled with bumps, valleys, dark places, and bogs….so move forward and not look back.
It is sad to see our hopefuls that give our youth vision….for the Old Testament states….”Without a Vision the People Perish!”
So that is why I focused on these two women and the men they are married to. Do they not realize that their lives have impacted on so many generations to come? Probably not.
The problem I have with domestic violence is that it appears that the man (any man) who either rapes a woman, or beats a woman….uses those extreme methods to have POWER over a situation inwhich the man feels powerless. This is a difficult issue to say the least.
What do you think?
Riveroflifelisajoy
April 3, 2008 at 12:15 pm · Filed under All Race Families, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, BLACK HISTORY WOMENS HEALTH, Black Women Comedians, Black Women in Acting, Blacks in Sports, Condoms, Decline of African/Black American marriages, Decline of American Marriages Period!, Domestic Violence, Family in Crisis, Health, How to Respond to another's troubles, How to strengthen your Marriage, Movie review and analyzation, Tyler Perry the Man, Tyler Perry's Why did I get married?, Uncategorized and tagged: Black Actress and Songstress Jill Scott, Black Actress Janet Jackson, Black Actress Sharon Leal, Black Actress Tasha Smith, Black Family, Family in Crisis, Marriage, Tyler Perry Why did I get married
UNIVERSE AND WEAVE IN HARMONY
I truly enjoyed this movie. The black women actresses were fantastic. None of the Ghetto Mama Drama of which I have grown extremely tired of.
I do not know why some movie directors, and HollyWood think that all I want to see is some woman with 10 kids, living in a drug infested neighborhood dodging bullets!
I was not raised in a apartment…..I grew up in a house, and conversations and arguements and issues arose and were addressed.
I loved Janet Jackson’s very simplistic way of acting. She played her role, and allowed herself to listen to her co-actors.
She was great, and was very convincing. I kept thinking….why hasn’t Janet Jackson done more acting? I could see her in a docudrama about history, or a biography of some famous black person.
Come on Janet…..you are more mature as a actress….step it up and move into the roles you deserve! I wish for Janet all the best!
The actress, who played the wife of the X-foot ball player(Tasha Smith)….was excellent. I believe that she also played in T-I’s movie about Atlanta. Great comedy timing! She was a sleuth from the West Side!
Funny lady! She watched everthing and caught it all! No body could say anything when she was done with them. She even stood down two men and a tiny dog—-a little ghetto in delivery….but still clear, concise and exact on her reactions to her co-actors. Great….I really think that she carried her cast with that comedy. Although it was a type of “black” comedy….it was still great!
The overweight black actress(Jill Scott), was great. She approached her role in a timid way. She was a sleeping giant. But her issue is too well known by heavy women throughout the world. Phsyical Health and Mental health in the sense of selfesteem). She was able to translate her pain into humble glances and low voice tones. I am a big girl…so I could relate to much of her feeling…..but she did always try to aim high and hope for the best….even if it was not the best for herself.
The young lawyer who was striving for success was clear and clean in her delivery also. She just seemed clueless as to the problems that her desire to MAKE IT were causing her family. The actress was also quite convincing in her rejection of her “husband.” Very good eye contact and listening to her co-actors and her facial responses were appropriate. Great black female actresses.
Keep up the great work.
Details that I remember and love from that Movie! Tyler Perry you are the greatest!
Follow the list and then go out and get the movie!
- The X-football player and his wife.
- The wife (Tasha Smith) of the X-foot ball player carried the movie with her over the top rants about everthing!
- Tyler Perry near love scene in bed with his wife(Sharon Leal)—- convincing look of a man in love—Wonderful!
- The over weight wife and her cold hearted in your face husband and his cheating evil ways.
- The handsome Sherrif and his compassionate understanding of a big girl and her need to be accepted as a person….
- The cute way the overweight rejected wife gave the Sherrif the once over with her eyes….realizing how handsome he was and her attraction to him while working at the “general store.”
- The emotional scene that Janet Jackson played in coping with the loss of her child from a car accident. ( That scene so real….Janet said…No more lies!–It almost seemed that she was talking from experience.)
- The men talking and bonding scene in which they discuss marriage, and condom usage….or the lack thereof.
- The scene when the X-football player and his wife got into a “choke hold over V.D. issues at the dinner table.”
- The over weightwife coming to realize that her husband was cheating in front of her very eyes and the wine bottle clunk that followed!
- Tyler Perry totally convinced me that he never ever had that Medea character in him at all!—-TYLER PERRY IS BETTER THAN SO MANY OTHER MEN THAT PLAY THE ROLE OF A WOMAN AND THEN STEP BACK INTO THE ROLE OF A MAN! —HE WAS CONTROLED AND INTELLIGENT!
- GIVE TYLER PERRY AN OSCAR FOR HIS WRITING
- GIVE TYLER PERRY AN OSCAR FOR HIS CONCEPTS
- GIVE TYLER PERRY AN OSCAR FOR HIS INTELLIGENT APPROACH TO ALL OF HIS PLAYS, SHOWS AND MOVIES!
- I respect that man…..I hope for him all of the best!
- Thank you for the enjoyment.
- I keep replaying the X-football player and his wife turning point at the dinner table and its serious, funny impact.
- The X-football player’s wife has great comedy timing!—Get that woman more roles!
Thank you —and go get that movie and buy it! Go to Hollywood Video Rentals! It is for 2 videos for $10.00 PER MOVIE in Queens Village New York! ((((I DO NOT MAKE MONEY FOR THE HOLLYWOOD VIDEO PLUG…..I just like the staff there. They are very pleasant and they always recommend good movies to me!))))
Congrats Tyler Perry!
What a refreshing change from ANOTHER MEDEA MOVIE/PLAY ya know?
fini—
riveoflifelisajoy
April 2, 2008 at 11:31 am · Filed under Activities for Teens, All Race Families, amateur poetry and prose writing, and tradegy, Art, BAD BEDSIDE MANNER OF DOCTORS, being disabled and dependant, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, Children, Children of All Races, children with seizure/epilepsy, Compassion for the Needy, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Loss, Coping with Seizure, EPILEPSY, Faith, Family in Crisis, Family Leave Act and Epilepsy/seizure, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, Health, How Professional Mentors influence the Young, How to Respond to another's troubles, Insomnia, Leadership and Its Responsibility, Medical Crisis in the Family, PARENT AND CHILD ACTIVITIES TO BRING THE FAMILY TOGETHE, religion, Save the Children, SEIZURE DISORDER, Seizure Disorder and the Family Affects, SELF REFLECTION, single parenting, SLEEP AND HEALTH CONDITIONS, Thoughtless words, Uncategorized, Views from Within and tagged: Emotional Condition of a patient and family at medical, Fear of the unknown
Dry like the parchment of the
scroll of a writ
of so long ago
Thousands of years
hid away
Moments in the hands of
an anthropologist
crackling under his
sweaty palms
grasp
the dry old parchment
will melt away
if not put in sealed
archival containers
dry like the old linen dress
of yesteryear
like a ball of cottom in my mouth
the medical diagnosis
has come and gone
and now my sensations are
minimized
except for the diagnosis
pain that is ripping its’
way deep into my heart.
Trying to explain to my
child that he has to
take medication to save his
life.
Cotton mouth,
loss of taste for the
things you love.
Loss of sensation in my
feet and hands
Sitting I type not
feeling, not
wanting to feel the pain
deep searing a tunnel through
my stomach
I feel full,
gas overcomes my belly
cotton mouth
prevents me from
eating
like the fullness of
emptiness I hold
deep in my belly to
unfold until I scream from
pain and agony
Take the truth,
dealt the truth
no compassion
was the final blow
given
lost in a new
hell
fear of the unknown and
the diagonosis compells
the rickety fence of hell to
open and reveal the ominous
cavern that threatens to swallow
us whole
We must proceed my child
we must go in
Cotton mouth,
sweaty palms,
sweaty feet,
sudden compulsion to
release bodily fluids,
fight or flight sydrome
in full affect
compel me oh Lord
toward the light
Let taste return
Cotton Mouth–
I cannot swallow
for the diagnosis
itself is not paletable
The diagnosis was
given with such cold
precision like the blade
of the surgeons knife
Hold my hand my child
walk together we will
toward the tower of hell
but together we will
climb to heaven
despite the steely grasp of the Cotton mouth!
April 2, 2008 at 11:11 am · Filed under All Race Families, amateur poetry and prose writing, American History, and tradegy, Art, BAD BEDSIDE MANNER OF DOCTORS, being disabled and dependant, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, Children, Children of All Races, children with seizure/epilepsy, EPILEPSY, Faith, Family in Crisis, Family Leave Act and Epilepsy/seizure, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Prose Poetry and tagged: Child Reaction to Doctors, Doctors Bedside Manner, Medical Diagnosis, Prescriptions and Their Side effects, prose poetry on coping with severe medical conditions, prose poetry on family in crisis, Prose Poetry on health
Cross Over and move out the way
Sometimes the river does not
sway, the tide is high and
my spirit is low
I do not want to look back
or let go
What do I say to my child
to day
His love of life has
been challenged,
like a dry twig broken
and chips of it splinter
and fall away
His health is limited
yet a picture of health
is he
So why this sad problem
that plagues me today
The doctor looks cool, and
medical team too serene
Your child has to take
xxxmiligrams and
that is all…
Have a nice day
Go forth, leave the
hospital and jump back
into the stream. river of life
and move on
after this limited 5 day
hospital stay
But wait, I have more questions,
What about the side affects….
“OH, he just might be a bit sleepy…that is all
any way…have a good day!
No, NO! I need to say this, I have to ask
that….do not dismiss me so easily
For I must fight for my child
I must question, and stay longer if
I must
For though you are the doctor…I cannot
entirely trust
for each patient has
different needs, and questions…so let us reason,
let us rationalize before we say our goodbyes!
So again I say dear Doctor
today—crossover from your generalized sermon, and
medical doctrine
Crossover to a parent who is human, and alive..
Because the condition of which you speak
is not simple to me
not simple to my child
just simple medical diagnosis to you
So please….cross over from the cold
cruel world of illness
disease
and speak
Woman to Woman, possibly Mother to Mother
please.
Fini
Riveroflifelisajoy
MIDDLE PASSAGE AND THE MEMORIES OF A SLAVE~~~Fiction by Riveroflifelisajoy
May 24, 2008 at 2:10 pm · Filed under ABOLITION OF SLAVERY WAS DONE TWO CENTURIES AGO...WHY D, Al Sharpton on Human Rights, American History, Barak Obama for President, Black Army Reservists, Black Children, Black Family, Black History, Black Male Children and Poverty, black male teens, BLACK WOMEN DESTROYED DURING THE MIDDLE PASSAGE DURING, Blacks in Sports, BRUTALITY OF SLAVERY AND MIDDLE PASSAGE, Business and Human Rights Ethics, CHARLES DARWIN THEORY OF EVOLUTION AND THE ENDANGERED P, children and mothers's in slavery, CLINTON ON JOBS, Coping with Death, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Loss, Culture lost and regained through slavery, Decline of African/Black American marriages, Faith, Family in Crisis, fear of being alone, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, FICTION WRITING ABOUT SLAVERY, FREE WRITE, Have Faith in Spite of the Circumstances, Health, HILLARY CLINTON AND BARAK OBAMA, Hillary Clinton for President, Human Rights Issues, Lincoln and Douglas Debates, Negro Doll Makers, Negro Men In Medicine, Obama and his personal struggle, Obama on RAISE THE MINIMUM WAGE FOR ALL AMERICANS--spee, PAT BUCHANAN RACIST REMARKS ON SLAVERY IN AMERICA AND I, PAT BUCHANNON AND HIS VIEWS THAT BLACKS SHOULD BE THANK, plantations and broken black families, Poverty in America, Racism, Religion and our Faith, Religion and Trust in God, Rev. Wright and his Racist Comments, Save the Children, SELF REFLECTION, Selfesteem, Selfishness, Short stories by Amatuers, single parenting, slavery and broken black men, slavery and destroyed families, slavery and separated families, SLAVERY AND THE BLACK AMERICAN MARRIAGE IN TODAY'S SOCI, SLAVERY AND THE WEST INDIES AND ABROAD, THE KENNEDY FAMILY BACKS OBAMA, THE VOYAGE FROM MOTHERLAND AFRICA TO THE NEW LAND AMER, The wipping post and slavery, Thoughtless words, Trusting God for All things, Uncategorized, Views from Within, Writing and tagged: children and mothers in slavery, Culture lost and regained through slavery, Mini Short, plantations and broken black families, Short stories by Amatuers, slavery and broken black men, slavery and destroyed families, slavery and separated families, The wipping post and slavery
Ma name is John Smith.
Ah, been in dis here plantation since a
was a young chile..sold offin’
my Mama befo’ I was ten.
But Ah memba’ my Mama face
and my Mama hands.
My Mama face wuz brown
tired and sad.
She wore a ole’ faded
red head rag. She would
take me wid her to clean
the chicken coups
and feed the cows.
Ah would play and chase
the chickens!
One day the master
of da house came and
picked me out from
ma friends and told
my Mama it wuz time
fo’ me to go!
I wuz too big to
be playin’ anymo’.
The master sent ole’
Joe, the helper to carry me off
to the market to be
sold.
Ah cried and kicked and
screamed fo’ my
Mama.
She just stood a lookin’
after me and did not
move to help me!
Ah watched my Mama
grow tiny as the horse,
cart pulled me and the otha’ slaves who
was packed into it away from
my birth plantation to a
new and dangerous beginin’!
Ah wuz sold to the Williams.
Mr. Williams was kind, but
his son was the mean one.
He liked to beat slaves fo’ nuthin’
and then leave um to die if they
put up a fuss.
He would jus’ buy mo’
slaves the next day.
The Williams plantation
was a cotton plantation.
Hard work, pickin’ cotton,
cuts up yo’ hands and stuff.
Ah grew big and strong.
I could carry three times my weight
on a good day.
So young master Williams took
good care uh me.
But ah hated ta see
my friends suffer so.
One day we heard of the
UNDERGROUND RAILROAD.
Ah decided to run awa’.
No, Ah told ye, that Master Williams
wuz good to me. Ah just wanted to see
my Mama so bad.
Ah did not care about good treatment.
Ah wanted to be free!
Ah made a chance run fo’ it
one night.
Ah wuz tryin’ ta meet
up wid the UnderGround RailRoad
in the forest.
Ah, made a mistake.
I told ole’ Buck, who curries the
Master’s horses. He warn’ me
not to try it! Ah, told him to minds his business!
I could out run any dog, or horse….cause the master
fed me the best food cause ah carried the heavy loads and pulled
plows when the horses went lame.
Sos’ I think that is why I wuz caught so fast.
When they draggs’ me back to the
plantation, there was ole’ Buck a lookin’
at me. From a distance he kept gettin’
bigger, and bigger. He stood right at
the wipping post and look at me….just starin’
and shaking his ole’ grey head.
When they tied me up I could see dried
blood where other slaves had been beat.
It wuz a cloudy day.
It wuz a hot night.
They found me in the day and wup me
deep into da night.
Young Master Williams took a break
from his workin’ my back, and
then told his workers to continue on
till the next mornin’ just wupin’
my back.
I stop yellin’ and then I don’t
member nothin after dat.
All I know is that I found ma’self
sittin up here wit Jesus, and da
Angels.
Oh, and I found Mama too!
Except she got a big smile on
huh face, and she wearing a white
dress and she don’t look tired no’ mo’.
Fini~~~
Fiction Depiction of Slavery
by Riveroflifelisajoy
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