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Black Sheep!

02241622When I was a little girl my dad was in the military and I remember being at the airport with my grandmother, my brother, and my cousin. I was three or four years old at the time. I remember as we watched the airplanes going into the sky. My cousin and brother were yelling at each other saying, “That’s, my daddy! No, that’s my daddy!” I just looked through the fence, watching the plane, thinking that the army was in the clouds. I imagined men in army uniforms with guns, walking on the clouds. They never shot each other though. When I was seven years old I was in the backyard playing with my brother. We started arguing about who looked like who and we both kept saying that we looked like our father. I started thinking, “I don’t look like my dad.” I went into the house and told my father that I didn’t think I looked at him. It was blown off at the time and I was told to go back outside. For some reason it stayed on my mind and I felt in my heart that the man I knew as my dad wasn’t.

A Ho Needs 2 Stay In A Ho's Place

Has a ho ever called your house playing on the phone? Or left her underwear, lip gloss or hair pin in your home to let you know that she had been there? Has a ho sent you a letter, text or an email? Has a ho ever keyed your car or slashed your tires? If so, this book is for HER! Help a ho out and send her a copy of this book! Now I know what you re thinking and you re probably saying Forget dat ho! but real talk...Help a Ho Out, you may be saving someone s life!!! A Ho Needs 2 Stay in a Ho s Place is a handbook for ho s. The vision to create such a handbook came from years and years of passing on the same advice to many women, both young and old. I have been selling shoes in Detroit, Michigan for over 13 years and for some reason, numerous of women have entered my store asking for my advice or opinion regarding their relationships. However, most can not handle the truth. Many have had attitudes and disappear for a while and a few have totally stopped patronizing my business altogether. Nevertheless, I feel that the time has come to put it in writing. This handbook provides the same information I have passed on over the years however one can now have the opportunity of processing the information alone and in the comfort of their own home. Attention Non-Ho s: Please find the following reading enlightening and entertaining, however do remember to never become a ho . If you do have a moment of weakness and fall under the spell of ho-ism, please remember to stay in your place!

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Summers on my grandparent's farm

766162_3764ojToday was pool day for my 3 year-old grandson Matthew. As I watched him run, jump and scream as he and his little cousins ran in and out of the pool, it brought back memories long ago of my sisters and I and the fun we shared on my grandparent's farm here in rural North Carolina.

I was the eldest being 10 years-old and the sisters, Harriet, 8 years-old, Charlotte, a cousin who was also 8 years-old and Angela, the baby who was 3 years-old, would run and play for hours in the hot summer weather. We chased butterflies, picked blackberries, hopscotch, jump rope and many more wonderful outdoor activities. We put on outdoor plays in the backyard. I pretended I was Diana Ross, singing into an old corn husk grandpa had left discarded outside, while my sisters were the Supremes and James Lee was a one of the Pips. Some children today have no clue how much fun outdoor activities can be. Some of our modern day generation of youth, spend time with video games, MP3 players, cellular telephones, and other activities which can hinder their growth instead of enhancing their social skills.

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