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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!~
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
May 4, 2008 at 12:47 pm · Filed under ANIMAL ABUSE, Animal Interest--CUTE PHOTOS JUST FOR FUN!, Animal Planet, ASPCA, CARBON EMISSIONS AND TREE PLANTING, CHARLES DARWIN THEORIES AND RARE ANIMALS, Charles Darwin Theory of Evolution, Compassion for the Needy, Coping with Death, Coping with Emotional Pain of Tradegy, Coping with Loss, DESTRUCTION OF THE RAIN FORESTS, EVAN ALMIGHTY....NOAH'S ARK....WE NEED ONE RIGHT NOW!!!, Faith, FEAR OF EARTHS DESTRUCTION FROM POLUTION, Fear of the unknown, Global Warming, Health, IMPACT OF GLOBAL WARMING AND HEALTH OF MANKIND, Jacque Cousteau--deep sea animal exploration, National Geograhic, National Geographic, Nature in Jeopardy due to Polution, NOAHS ARK, Ocean dredging, OIL SPILLS IN THE OCEAN, PAWS FOR A CAUSE, POLAR BEAR PLACED ON ENDANGERED SPECIES LIST DUE TO LOS, POLLUTION AND POLAR ICECAP, POLUTION AND EXTINCT ANIMALS, SAVE THE POLAR BEAR, starvation below the surface of the world's oceans, Steve Carell and tagged: CARBON EMISSIONS AND TREE PLANTING, CHARLES DARWIN THEORIES, DESTRUCTION OF THE RAIN FORESTS, EVAN ALMIGHTY---WE NEED ONE RIGHT NOW!!!!, FEAR OF EARTHS DESTRUCTION FROM POLUTION, Global Warming, HUMAN EXISTENCE AND CHARLES DARWIN THEORIES, LOSS OF POLAR ICECAP AND ITS AFFECTS ON THIS WORLD AND, NOAHS ARK SAVE THE POLAR BEAR, OIL SPILLS IN THE OCEAN, POLAR BEAR ADDED TO THE ENDANGERED SPECIES LIST---DUE T, RARE ANIMALS
I am writing this as an update to this article. My heart is hurting for the POLAR BEAR! It is a beautiful animal. But its natural habit is being destroyed by GLOBAL WARMING!!!!! 1010 WINS radio stated it today. That our nation… added it. I feel dismay and fear for our world and its future. AS I WATCHED MY NEW FAVORITE MOVIE….EVAN ALMIGHTY…..I WONDERED…..WHO WILL BUILD THE ARK FOR OUR ENDANGERED SPECIES?????? WHO WILL SAVE THE POLAR BEAR???? WHEN THE TOP AND BOTTOM OF THE WORLD BECOME TOO WARM AND THERE ARE NO MORE ICECAPS….WHO WILL SAVE US????? Think about it and start talking and start writing to your congressman…..PLEASE! OUr world depends on it….your future, and my future, and the CIRCLE OF LIFE depends on it!!!!
I love to blog about our natural resources and our animals that are part of our existence. Even if you live in a high rise apartment building do you realize that our planet is governed by certain scientific rules that keep our living enviornment a living enviornment?
We need the rain forests, and regular forests to get rid of carbon. The less trees, and vegetation the less oxygen for us all. Green cars, hybrids are part of the solution.
HOwever, the constant dregding of the ocean floor and the constant oil spills in the ocean from the barges that carry the exumed oil are killing the ocean animals and birds.
Look at these great pictures taken from Black Voices AOL TITLED RARE ANIMAL SIGHTINGS….and think of what you can do.
Even if you live in a concrete jungle….think what role you can play to save the green tree jungle for future generations of animals and humanbeings.
This cloud rat, found in a mossy forest about 7,700 feet above sea level in Mt. Pulag National Park in the Philippines, was the first of its species to be seen in 112 years. Click through the photos to see sightings of other rare creatures.
Cleveland Metroparks Zoo / AP
Rare Sightings
Researchers from the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo said April 16 they have discovered a rare giant turtle in northern Vietnam. Swinhoe’s soft-shell turtle was previously thought to be extinct in the wild. Three other turtles of the species are in captivity, including this one.
THIS FROG BREATHES THROUGH ITS SKIN…THIS ALSO IS ANOTHER ANIMAL THOUGHT TO BE EXTINCT. sUCH VARIETY…SUCH UNIQUE QUALITIES….SHOULD BE PERSERVED.
A peculiar breed of frog discovered on the island of Borneo seems to have evolved in reverse, scientists reported April 9. Unlike most creatures that developed lungs as they crawled out of the ocean, the lungless Barbourula kalimantanensis breathes through its skin.
Guess what? there is such a thing as a wolverine! What can we do to perserve our forests….use less paper? Replant trees…Keeping it green for such animals.
Until this picture of a wolverine was taken on Feb. 28 by a motion-and-heat-detecting digital camera in the northern part of the Sierra Nevada range in California, scientists didn’t believe wolverines still existed there.
This is a albino killer whale. The ocean dredging is killing our oceans and the animals that are within. The constant over fishing is causing the sea animals to loose their food source.
Researchers working near Alaska’s Aleutian Islands on Feb. 23 spotted a white killer whale, which they estimate was 25 to 30 feet long and weighed more than 10,000 pounds. This is only the third time in the past 15 years that such a whale has been seen in the area.
Kerri Lukis, Karori Wildlife Sanctuary / AP
This Maud Island frog lives at the Karori Wildlife Sanctuary in New Zealand. The rare breed, which has changed little over the past 70 million years, is thriving in the predator-free environment. Unlike other frogs, they hatch fully formed, skipping the tadpole stage. They also do not croak, live in water or have webbed feet.
Rare Sightings
This is another animal….so rare that there are only thirty n the world. Our extistence is dependant on the extistence of our animals.
In October, wildlife officials caught and examined a critically endangered Amur leopard in order to possibly find out how inbreeding undermines its tiny population in eastern Europe. There are only about 30 such animals left in the wild.
This beautiful butterfly so delicate….What can we do to continue to see these rare animals/insects?
Visitors flocked to Falcon State Park in Texas after this rare telea hairstreak butterfly was captured on film by Berry Nall in October. The butterfly hadn’t been seen in the U.S. for more than 70 years.
Conservation International / AP
Rare Sightings
In May, scientists discovered these rare soft-shell turtles, once thought to be on the brink of extinction, in a once-restricted part of Cambodia.
These animals can live without our basic assistance. All they need from us for us humanbeings to clean up factory emissions, carbon emissions and chemicals that are leaking into the water and ground and stop cutting down the forests. What can we do to save this planet for ourselves and our fellow inhabitants like this owl called…..
The long-whiskered owlet, one of the world’s smallest owls, was spotted in the wild for the first time in February 2006. It was seen in a private reserve in Peru.
National Science Museum of Japan / AP
Rare Sightings
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A beautiful large eye looks out from a unique organism. Living unususal and should have the right to live its life. If we empty the ocean…what will happen to the earth? Should we dredge for oil and over fish?
In December 2006, scientists released footage of a giant squid — here attacking a bait squid — that may be the first images of a live giant squid at the water’s surface. Sources: AP, livescience.com
Please help keep the earth green for the vegetations and blue for ocean animals and for ourselves. Read, write letters, get involved. Global Warming? Who knows? But cabon emissions, polution are all quite real. So lets. come together as the human race. Does it matter that my skin is brown, yours is white, his/her skin is yellow? Each living thing is beautiful and has the responsibility and right to exist. Look at the Squid above….it is strange, but beautiful. Lets help it to survive….our survival depends on it.
——Survival of the fitest means that the higher the speicies…the more responsible that we have to be to ensure the survival of ALL SPECIES….NOT JUST THE FITEST OR THE STRONGEST….REMEMBER THE CORNY MOVIE….LION KING? CIRCLE OF LIFE….LETS STAY LINKED AND SURVIVE!
RIVEROFLIFELISAJOY`
April 25, 2008 at 4:26 am · Filed under Faith, fear of death and dying, Fear of the unknown, haiku prose, job conflict correlated to animal and hunter, POETRY, Poetry about Determination against All Odds, PROSE, Prose Poetry, Save the Children, SELF REFLECTION, Selfesteem, single parenting, Views from Within and tagged: job conflict correlated to animal and hunter, Prose and Poetry, short story told through amatuer prose and poetry by Ri, Tiny Short
PICTURE FROM AWAY.COM
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He rose up and
cursed the day
that I was born
because he simply
did not like
me
We contend for
a spot on the
dot placed
on center
stage
Who is she
that she should
be placed over me
he says
he complains
daily and they
listen
he rants daily
and they listen
then they begin to
plot my
demise
my destruction
they seek
and plan their
victory party
over the
doe and
her child
they run quickly
to the river and
lay their trap
for the doe when
she drinks her
water
So I entered into
the lair of
my haters and
knowingly began
to drink
from the river until
I hear a
SNAP!
AND A THUD!
When you dig
a ditch
you better
dig two
for in setting a
trap
you may find
yourself
the victim of
your own crime
and plot
the doe jumps
from fear
and runs off
back to the safety
of the forest
while the hunter
lays at the
bottom of
his well laid
pit–realizing
that he forgot
to look where he
was walking
in his glee
over his trap
and soon prey
subdued and
destroyed
The doe runs
back to her fawn
and then continues on
until
another hunter
lays another
trap
on another
God Given
day!
—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 9, 2008 at 1:08 am · Filed under 107.5 WBLS, Black Family, Black History, BLACK HISTORY WOMENS HEALTH, Black Women Comedians, Black Women in Acting, Black Women Journalists, Fear of the unknown, Hot 97 Ms. Jones, The Wendy Williams Experience--Queen of the Shock Jocks, Thoughtless words, WENDY WILLIAMS EXPERIENCE, Wendy Williams Experience 107.5 wbls and tagged: 97, Don Imus Shock Jock Gets a Second Chance!, Hot 97, Howard Stern--Shock Jock, Wendy William, Wendy Williams
Today while driving and thinking on my own personal issues I switched from Hot 97 for HIP/HOP music and checked in on Wendy! Well, despite the issues of the Nicole Spence complaint Wendy is still on the air.
She sounds like herself, and she and Charlemagne are Yuck, yuck, yucking it Up! Talking about advice hour, and Wendy answering her own telephones.
It seemed almost like nothing negative had ever been talked about on Hot 97 from jealous Ms. Jones. It seemed like the shocking news had never been. And I wished it were true. But through it all Wendy has stood tall.
The first few days she appeared stressed and let her listening audience know it. She really does talk to her audience. Yesterday Wendy stated, “I don’t trust people!” I silently agreed with her in my head for my own reasons.
I hope that she deals honestly with her situation. You know….she is like the “friend in my head” radio personality. Although I would probably never tell anybody some of the things she has been known to say or discuss.
Wendy would ask the questions I would never ask. Some or many of Wendy ‘s opinions I do not agree with but are food for thought on alot of levels. You can learn from just about any body. But anyway, I digress….So Wendy and Charlemagne sounded like their old selves today.
Thank G-d for second, third, and fourth chances….uh….Howard Stern……uh….Don Imus….uh Shock Jock that harressed Hot 97 side kick of Ms. Jones in the morning….(what is that guy’s name anywhooo?)
Think about it fellow bloggers….
Till next time
riveroflifelisajoy
P.S. Maybe Tyler Perry should write a play about Black Journalist, and the lives they live….Oh, forgot….Wendy has her own movie coming out! —When is that movie set? Summer time seems like a good idea?!
I can’t wait to see that movie about Wendy Williams and her life. Ca’mon Ms. Jones @ Hot 97….make your movie too! Get moving! Maybe even get a perfume deal too!
LOLOL! Till next blog…..
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!
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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