Fathers Raising Children
Have you ever heard the expression "Mama's baby, poppas maybe?” I bet you have and a lot of times that is the case because, a mother cannot deny she is the mother of her child. However, a man can deny his children any day and time, until a DNA results proves him wrong.
Mothers are often forced to raise babies on their own and they hardly get the credit they deserve. Now days anyone can be a guardian to a child. Especially if one or both parents are not in the picture or can not provide financial support for the care of their children.
I remember when I was working for ACS, also known as Agency of Children Services, and came across some cases that did not have a mother in the home. As I began my research I started thinking if the mother was not deceased then why were they not in the picture? I was stunned about what I found. This particular case really touched my heart.
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The Atomic Bomb was once the most feared and coveted weapon of the world’s nations. Since the United States of America poisoned the inhabitants of Hiroshima and Nagasaki back in 1945, scientists, employed by world leaders, have developed even more deadly missiles filled with hydrogen, uranium, and plutonium. These types of exterminators were the premise former president George W. Bush offered the U.S. public to gain support to send our loved ones off to the slaughter house. Consequently the phrase “weapons of mass destruction”, also known as WMD’s was coined. It is a fact, these weapons do exist, and should be feared. But there is a greater weapon of mass destruction. This weapon could be considered a biohazard armed incorrectly. Nuclear missiles are mere water pistols compared to this weapon, the human mind.
A good friend invited me to her Family Reunion Celebration. For weeks, she and her mom prepared a wonderful menu, great beverages, and delicious desserts with lots of Southern hospitality. Little did they suspect, the uninvited guests we call “The Klumps,” would be arriving to eat up all the prepared foods.
Today is the day the nation celebrates the great victory over it's once oppressor, England. Backyards are filled with savory aromas, gleeful children, and some just glad for a much needed day off with pay. Once the sun sets for the night, the sky will illuminate with fireworks from every township and city celebrating and commemorating the blood sweat, and tears of many young men from long ago. The irony is that these same men, considered traitors and guilty of treasons by some, successfully won their independence and then for centuries afterwards would deprive others of the same freedoms they fought so valiantly to enjoy.
One day I was preparing for a Motivational Speaking lecture at an area middle school. As I was preparing to leave, my 3 year-old grandson, Matthew asked the question, why do you have to leave me and go to speak to the children at school? I was amazed at how smart he was by asking this question but also happy that he was interested in what I do.
Today 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.
The evolution of communication is amazing. In the beginning of time, the only tool of expression that existed was just a voice box. Everything that happened was recorded orally and retold to generation after generation. Then some form of written communication developed using marks, symbols and pictures. Now fast forward past the inventions of, paper, writing utensils, the pony express, and telegraph, all the way to the world wide internet! The latest news is just a click away and now there is a bottomless market for niggas.
I have a special friend who is more like a son to me. He’s got a heart filled with nothing but love for everyone. This young man was born into a family who just doesn’t extend him the love he deserves. When he was born, his mom didn’t want him. He was adopted to an outside family. His biological family is many in numbers, yet no one wanted him at birth. I don’t understand how this family could let someone as nice as him be placed elsewhere. Sometimes I see sadness within his face. He longs to be loved and treated with the respect which he deserves. He told me how evil and hateful his biological mom was, and even his dad never wanted him in his life. He has aunts and uncles who’re all the same and just cast this young man aside as though he never existed. I’ve tried to help him in many ways, to overcome all the hurt and pain. At last this pain has built up so much over the years that this young man wants closure in his life.