tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83454054950958435042024-03-12T19:18:04.100-07:00Growing PainsBehavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-1632784326118344562013-08-20T09:02:00.000-07:002013-08-20T09:03:10.446-07:00Our First Day of School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Family and friends, you may recognize this photograph. I sent it to everyone in my address book yesterday, for it was Noelle's first day of school! <br />
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We work up very early and we began our routine of stretching, taking care of our hygiene, dressing, breakfast, and off to school. In the words of Outcast, "Sooo fresh and so clean!" We were out the house for 7:15 and we had a bit of traffic, but we made it on time with a few moments to spare. <br />
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The children lined up in the gym/auditorium and the parents, mostly the Pre-K parents were gathered with teachers and administrators. Sharply at 8:00 a.m. the teachers began signaling for their classes to follow them, but the Pre-K parents were not moving. The principal came over and gave out some hugs and said, "O.K. parents, you can go to work!" We all laughed, but no one moved. We stood there looking at the kids. Then the camera phones came out. Everyone took pictures and hesitated leaving their four-year-old babies. <br />
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We walked with the kids to the class room, even though we had been dismissed, and we watched as the teacher and the Para Professional (teacher's aide), directed the kids to sit on the colorful carpet. There was only one child crying. I don't know what the other parents were thinking, but I was thinking, please don't be in my kids class. She is going to compete for attention. Keep in mind, I felt for the kid; I even said a prayer for him. He was really having a tough time. I said a prayer for myself too, because I was trying to be strong as well. To my satisfaction, he was in the class next door. I let out a quiet sigh of relief, "whew...!"<br />
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Again, we all started taking pictures. "Oooooh look," was what most of the parents said as the kids followed instruction and got adjusted. It was like a star studded event. The children were all poised, posing and looking into the camera's. Paparazzi everywhere! Kids on display! Then there was an odd moment of silence. The teacher looked at the kids, then she looked at us, and said "bye!" We were escorted out of the tiny classroom and reminded that pick-up time was at 3:30. We all left like we had left something behind that we hoped that we didn't have to ( which in reality we did, our kids). Even the typical young parent, who wanted nothing more than to go back home and go to bed, had a look of...<em>I am really leaving him/her. </em><br />
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The first day was hard, but I managed. I, along with the other fourteen or so parents, were outside of the class at 2:15, highly anticipating out children's release from behind the door of the Pre-K classroom. It was like a quote or a well rehearsed line..."So how was it!"<br />
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<em>Please share your stories...</em><br />
<br />Behavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-26967651122633014722012-02-09T09:39:00.000-08:002012-02-09T09:39:52.173-08:00Valentines DayWell it is almost that time of year again...Valentines Day. This is the day when lovers profess their love for one another and they go out and do everything in their power to create the scene that will cause their partner to fall deeper in love. Others have decided that this will be the introduction to the future as they plan to woe a secret attraction into a happily ever after. They send secret notes filled with clues and hints hoping that someone else does not get the credit for their creativity. Yes, we as consumers make Hallmark and the candy companies very happy as we spend limitless cash during this time of year.<br />
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Well as I watched television last night, and of coarse television land is doing their part to promote the holiday by offering creative ways to confront your love, and finally, to offer support to the lonely heart reminding he or she that it is only a day. (Fight back...send yourself a valentines that's how you do it.) Anyway I promise, I never thought to look up the origin of the world wide celebration until I heard an unknown television actress give a speedy account of the history of the holiday. As many other celebratory days that we remember, we are celebrating the extinction of a real person. Good vs Evil...<br />
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Valentines Day came about because a mater refused to abide by the rules and regulations of the Romans who denounced marriage because it was weakening the soldiers and making them not want to go to war. (whipped). Valentine was a laborer of love who put his life on the line to help two become one and tie the knot. Well then the leaders, government, found out, they called him in, and they liked his swag. They they gave him a choice...yeah you guessed it...kiss the ring, bow to my master, join us or die!!! Well Valentine was from the nine and he didn't mind dy'in so he said "do u bou" cause love is strong and it is worth dying for xoxoxo...peace. Well they did just that...they killed him. You know they were disrespected and mad because they over killed him. They beat him down and then they cut off his head. All in the name of love. <br />
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For years the Good vs Evil saga continued and the leaders tested the waters as they openly pimped lil' Roman girls. Finally, a leader was in office who was able to restore the good name of Valentine...usurp the evil paracices of past Deity, ( a new word I discovered today meaning god and goddess) a.k.a leaders, poloticians... and it was all in the name of love....<br />
So they openly stepped at the festival that took place in February and it got better with time.<br />
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By the way...I was really surprised to find that the first card was written by a poet named Charles from Orleans...<br />
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So...what does that mean? <br />
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To the cheaters who need to have more than one lover...get it together...you are a Roman who is disrespecting the memory of a man who died for the cause. If you want to be single get in the single game. Stop ridding the fense...AIDS is real. <br />
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For the shy person who is unsure if the time is right...you are not promised tomorrow..so tell them already. <br />
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For the lovers who forgot what made you fall in love with your mate in the first place..it is a true fact you will miss them when they are gone...and you will be subjected to learning the good the bad and the ugly of some other person while comparing your newer model to your past mate.<br />
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He loves me X He loves me not XBehavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-8859364940215148312011-03-24T10:01:00.000-07:002011-03-24T10:01:35.912-07:00As I Digress<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">Too afraid to live life</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">but must be brave if you want to live</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">should be better</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">with technology</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">but instead…</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';">we’re frozen still</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By: </span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Algerian;">Jerrelda</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Kristen ITC';"></span></b></div>Behavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-12176856994575044782010-12-28T09:18:00.000-08:002010-12-28T09:18:13.938-08:00I'll take some "Dirty Bird" please<img class="img" height="109" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs031.snc6/166161_1465273806683_1678668983_818432_4795084_s.jpg" width="121" /><br />
Greetings All,<br />
I intended to have a light snack last evening and get a jump on the cutback (I won't say diet...I refuse to say diet...o.k., I could stand to shed a couple of lbs.).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Anyway, I ended up eating a full coarse meal! I had a huge serving of <strong>"Dirty Bird,"</strong> and so did every New Orleans Saints fan. <br />
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On a serious note, I will admit, I was not one to adorn the game of football. I am the female who the commercials mock.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You know the commercials that depict the female in front of the television when you (men) are looking for realization in front of the tube with a good game. <strong>GUILTY!</strong><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, I recently learned to respect the game. To be exact, after New Orleans and the Atlanta Falcons met, for the first time after Hurricane Katrina, it was more than just a game. It was a sign that we (New Orleans residents far and near) were resilient and we were down but not out...We had lost many prize possessions, but we had good spirit. We all cheered (both Saints and Falcons) fans. <br />
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The other day I asked a question, <em><strong>“What good do we have here as opposed to all of the juvenile crime that has spiraled out of control in the city of New Orleans?”</strong></em><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did not get a response.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However I have a find!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As crazy as it may seem, we have Saints amongst us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are so proud of our football team!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our Super bowl Championship team!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am truly a visionary who understands that “the glass is half full.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would love to see the fans, the citizens, and the entire New Orleans suit up and take a stance against juvenile delinquency.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We need a clear plan in our playbook, huddle up and listen to the quarterback, and prepare for the stance against kids killing kids and growing up in jail.<br />
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On a better note…to be honest, I believe that both cities (Atlanta and New Orleans) look forward to the game. It's like our local super bowl game. With that said… well Atlanta...we (New Orleans Saints) hold the title and we look forward to the challenge next year. Fans...please drive home safely.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">BLESS U BOYS!!</span></b></div>Behavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-34484746700982113762010-12-27T09:50:00.000-08:002010-12-27T09:50:20.705-08:00"God Bless the Child that's got its Own"<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Greetings,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I got an early start this morning as I left for work earlier than usual.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I sat in my car waiting for the heat to kick in, I thought about my daughter (21 year old), who by the way is mad with me for fussing at her for having my grand kids out after midnight on last Sunday (it was freezing).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is bothering me that she is mad with me, but I feel I did what I had to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I sarcastically "laughed it off," I pulled out of the driveway and said, “This too shall pass.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I traveled my usual route to work listening to the radio anticipating what the day had in store for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I prepared to exit the interstate I began to slow down. I was quite aware that there have been an occasion or two when I exited I have witnessed the police issuing tickets to drivers who do not abide by speed limits (lol).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, this time I did not see police.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I saw a girl walking along the interstate with one baby in tow and two young children walking in front of her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was not only early in the morning, but it was cold as ice (we are under a freeze warning). <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I started to slow down more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could not just pass her by.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I “needed” to know if she needed assistance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was walking on the shoulder of the interstate with three babies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I rolled down the window to show my concern I looked at the child that she was holding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I promise it was my granddaughter!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She looked so much like her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was about to ask why she had my granddaughter, but instead I said “where are you going…do you need help.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She looked at me and responded, “I’m going to the Section 8 office on Touro Street.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She did not hesitate nor did she respond as if she were looking for pity. She spoke to me, and to translate what I saw and heard…"I’m going to do what I have to do…I have had it with my present situation.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Now I saw an eighteen wheeler approaching from behind and for fear of causing an accident I told her that I would be waiting for them around the bend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She only had a few more steps and I was not willing to put the children in any additional danger.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I exited, as promised I was waiting for her but I saw another lady coming towards my car looking as if she was about to go up the interstate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now I was confused because I thought I was missing something.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was curious as to why these ladies were walking up and down the interstate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I said to her, “where are you going.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was all up in every bodies business this morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I never noticed that she was the driver of the car that was pulled over in front of me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She responded, “Did you see that girl with those babies?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m going to see if she needs a ride.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I said “That’s who I am waiting for too.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She then said, that’s alright, I got her.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I didn’t argue.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was just moved by the response.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">See she took responsibility, and for whatever the reason, she said, “I am going to the Section 8 office to day on this day I have had enough.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She started the journey and I don’t know how far she had walked, but God sent her not one ride, but two.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I allowed the lady to continue with her mission and I bid them well and continued on my way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I figured that it didn’t matter which one of us gave her the ride, as long as she got one.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">I thought about the baby again and I realized that I never looked at the other children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I only noticed the baby that was in her hands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The baby that had a striking resemblance to my granddaughter.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wondered what the message was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Am I too hard on my daughter?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Should I let up and not push her to be responsible and demand that she is responsible for her kids.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I drove about another mile or so I came up with the conclusion that I refuse to believe that her strength (the girl walking the interstate), should be relayed as a sign of weakness.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s the determination that I want my daughter to tap into.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the saying goes, if I give her a fish she will eat for a day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I teach her to fish, she will never go hungry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure I hurt when I have to put my foot down with my daughter (kids).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, if I don’t, she will still be mad in the end anyway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She will also be mad with herself.</span></div>Behavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-56432674452405332942010-12-22T12:48:00.000-08:002010-12-22T12:48:02.665-08:00Truce! Wave the white flag...<strong>There is enough in the world for everyone to have plenty to live on happily at peace and still get along with their neighbors.</strong> <em>-Harry S. Trueman/Acts of Faith</em><br />
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Once again, New Orleans residence have learned of the rash of violence involving perpetrators and victims who reside primarily urban communities which have been identified as areas where residents are poverty stricken and/or have a substantially low social economic status. Pre-Katrina the city was labeled as one of the most dangerous cities. Now five years later, in the mist of families still displaced , some still fighting with the federal government to award them fair market value for their homes, or those who are battling successions and other legal issues, we are slowly reclaiming our title as the most dangerous city. <br />
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Currently the bad would outweighing the good (in urban communities) if we had to consider all things. Children are being left behind as the public school board fights with the charter schools and the creditability of the catholic schools are questioned. We have decentralized weed possession and increased taxes, trash collection is big business, and the revolving door to the parish prison has just got additional oil to the hinges as the public defenders have organized and said put up or shut up. <br />
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On the other hand there is good, the Saints won the Super Bowl (who would have thought). pause.....<br />
Well I thought long and hard but I am at a loss for thought as it relates to the good things that are happening here in New Orleans in the urban communities. Help me out...there has to be something good that is happening. Talk to me...Behavioral Health and Wellnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05943124468155903488noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8345405495095843504.post-72630120148685687572010-12-17T11:23:00.000-08:002010-12-17T11:23:35.559-08:00Enjoy the skin you are inGreetings<br />
It is an honor to be a blogger and I promise that I will be conscience about the information that I post for my readers. I want to have an opportunity to connect with you and to seriously find solutions <br />
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