Merry Christmas to you all!

Christmas Day, December 25 2010: It's that special time of the year when kids get rewarded for being good. Santa brings the rewards, rain or shine, winter or summer. The kids were very excited to receive their gifts from Santa. We spent the morning opening gifts and assembling toys. Kids loved it! Actually, we all did. Thank God for the day.



We wish you and yours a wonderful day and many more wonderful days ahead!

A Touching Poem...... (on the perils of drinking and driving)

A Touching Poem......
 
I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet..

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon..

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?



Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this
to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going
around the world that will make people understand that don't mix drinking
and driving.
PLEASE DO THE FAVOR !!!!

Book review: I Was a Secret...But Not Anymore: A Memoir (Queen Juliet El Shaddai)

I Was a Secret...But Not Anymore: A Memoir


Book review: I Was a Secret...But Not Anymore: A Memoir (Hardcover) By  Queen Juliet El Shaddai   (Author)
 
 This book is about the personal life of Juliet, a Sierra Leonean lady, who endured the pains of domestic violence and abusive relationships. The book is full of sad moments covering the period of her early childhood, the war in Sierra Leone, her adventures in Senegal, etc. One can easily relate to these events, even if you have never been a victim yourself. Sometimes people get trapped and do not realize that they are victims until it is too late. In some cases, the perpetrators (abusers) may not also be fully aware of the long-term implications of their actions.

Juliet's story is about hope and survival. A recommended reading. You can purchase a copy at Amazon.com or other bookstores.

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