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When God speaks to me…… Cree’s Blog Entry

cosignI just absolutely LOVE when God speaks to me about a situation that I just don’t understand. 

Working at a High School with teenagers IS A JOB. There are so many students, I can’t remember half their names… LOL But I know the faces of them all. When I’m out and a see a Teenager… I’m always looking to see if they’re one of “mines”. I LOVE my job, even though its stressful… I KNOW FOR A FACT that God gave me the mentality and the gift to be able to go in Mon-Fri and break up fights, send kids to the Dean’s office, give out money when they ask, clean up after them,  make them go to class, tell them to pull of their pants, to stop cursing, to leave the gurls alone, to stop playing so much, give them hugs, and pep talks, show LOVE to them, preach to them, pull them to the side and give them a “whopping momma” talk. This job is normal for me. This is my life, this is what I do. I am cut out for this. 

I work very closely with 2 other ladies. I enjoy working and moving around a lot. I like to move around and be in different areas of the building, and so last week I got into with one of them…. she’s an older lady. I ask God why is she acting FUNNY/FUNKY to me? He told me because I get done with my work faster now, since I found a quicker way to do things. Not only that… but because I chose not to work directly with her, and also because I help out with other things that I don’t have to do. In my mind I’m like NAW.. she’s not like that. LOL Didn’t she confront me about how I haven’t been working with her lately, and that I’m doing too much “other stuff”. She is NOT my SUPERVISOR AT ALL!! I WAS SO SHOCKED… GOD WAS RIGHT * as always*. She let me have it. LOL Now that I think back on last Thursday. LOL After she blasted me out * she’s so lucky I’m working on my ANGER ISSUES* She knew I was mad at her for acting jealous. I’m not sitting next to her everyday while there is work to be done. THIS IS ALL HIGH SCHOOL RELATED THINGS THAT I DO. Then today, she sat in her chair with her legs crossed and slept FOR 30 MINS. SMH This is why I refuse to work with her in that way again. People LOVE to make things all about them. 

I came to the conclusion.. that I need my own group. I need something more personal. I’m going to come up with a plan to get my group going. But it wont be in Detroit. 

Teens these days need someone who’s going to plant seeds into their lives, who care for them, who will teach them about consequences, who will hold them accountable for their actions, who love them, and who’s going to tell them the TRUTH. I work with teens… I REFUSE to bicker with ADULTS on the JOB, when its not about them. Then when I put my head down INTO MY CELLPHONE… and not join in on the conversations…. everybody wants to know what’s wrong with “Sunshine”…. nothing… I just don’t have anything to say. I don’t want to talk about anything but KIDS. SOME adults you can’t just sit and kick it with….. you gotta keep it moving… AND I PROMISE ON A STACK OF BIBLES….. IM THAT CHICK THAT KEEPS IT MOVING!!!! This is my gift my calling, and NO ADULT WILL GET IN THE WAY OF HOW I WORK, HANDLE BUSINESS, HOW I COMMUNICATE… AND ESPECIALLY HOW FAR I GO IN ORDER TO HELP MY TEENAGERS.
Anger triggers… let me go. * wink* 

Be Blessed 

Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
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Kids….Oh they’re going to get it one way or another…. Cree’s Blog Entry

dont ask for nothingToday as I sat with the Dean of Students who is also a DETROIT POLICE OFFICER * with his fione self* I listened to him speak to two MALE students about growing up. I LOVE when a MAN talk to another MALE STUDENT. They seem to listen and give attention to that kind of authority. They’re so BLESSED to have MEN in position with the MENTALITY to even want to deal with them. Some of them get it, and some don’t. This one gurl told this officer with an attitude … “yall act like yall our parents”. I heard it and said “OH HONEY trust me we’re not your parents…… but WE ARE your uncles and aunts”. She laughed, BUT she got the point. 

I don’t think they understand… most of us have children who are grown and doing well. I told this one student…. “gurl this job didn’t knock on our door and ask us to work”…. WE APPLIED TO THIS JOB… which means we want to see you do good, we want to be apart of your growth, we want to work here. I said…. I could be at home right now sitting on the couch, painting my nails and eating steaks. I told her “We are NOT your enemy”. They laugh at my examples, but they love them, because they get it. When I speak… I make them see a MENTAL VISUAL PICTURE/MOVIE in their minds of what I’m saying. That’s the only way they are going to get it, is by visualizing my words… and that’s why I’m so good at what I do. 

I was talking to one of the male students yesterday about how many times do we have to keep telling him to go to class!! I said if Dr. King ( Principal) have to keep telling me over and over and over again to do something….. I said I’ll grab my keys and leave. I told him I would never want to be told something over and over again. I asked him…. what do you like about us telling you to go to class every hour…. don’t you get tired of hearing that? MY GOODNESS!!! 

When I was growing up… my momma told us ONE time…. go and wash dishes. You didn’t sit there until your favorite part went off on the TV… you got your but up and washed those dishes. My momma had this look, and you knew what it meant. My daddy did too. They were parents who backed each other up, and not tried to be “friends” with us. You didn’t play one against the other…..that was a whopping itself. Back then you didn’t want any PROBLEMS with your parents… you were scared of the consequences. 

SOME of These kids these days…. they don’t listen. They don’t care and they’re not scared of anyone or anything. Parents want to be “cool” and be “friends” with their kids. And another thing I learned too is this… and its HUGE. When parents were younger, many of them grew up NOT LIKING AT ALL, that their parents had friends who told them about their kids. So when those kids grew up, they MADE SURE THAT…… YOUR CHILD IS YOUR BUSINESS…. AND MINES IS MY BUSINESS. Those same ones got whopping’s growing up, and said WHEN I HAVE KIDS… THEY WILL NOT GET THEM…. and this is part of the reason why kids are off the hook in 2013. And they’re the ones on the NEWS crying somebody killed their “good child”. 

I’m very proud of Mr. Tyler Perry giving $100.00.00 to a School in Georgia for uniforms. We must set the example of giving. Great Deed. 

Be Blessed 

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Wake up kids!!! Wake up…Crees’ Blog Entry

back to schoolI can’t wait to start my gurls group back up *Raisingurls to Women* when the time is right. By working at a High School it has taught me so much, kids are different these days than ever before. The boys are so disrespectful to gurls, and the music that’s out these days doesn’t help. I hate the word HOE… its just something about it that bothers me. I HATE when Madea uses it, it so degrading, the sound of it bothers me.

As long as I can remember I never had self esteem issue. Even through my weigh battles, I’ve always LOVED MYSELF… and wanted to only be ME. The more I’m around kids, I believe they have these issues because they’re always talking and dissing each other, and when someone else who “appears” to have it all together, they compare themselves to that person. Opening them selves up to feeling inadequate.

One of my students came and sat with me yesterday….. she told me she was pregnant. I don’t believe in abortions, I’m glad that was NOT an option. I’m starting to think about these kids all day… here I am with one child…. but I wake up from a nap, thinking about these kids. I wake up in the night thinking about them, trying to watch a movie and still thinking about them. The future of many of them is looking REAL spooky. Do their mothers have a clue? Where are the dads? Do the parents spend time with them? I’m just sad right now. Why do I care so much? I just want the best for them. I hope they wake up and  grow up before its too late.

Be Blessed

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A story that will warm your heart…. Crees Blog Entry

GOT A STORY TO SHARE : FROM MY FACEBOOK FRIEND CYNTHIA….. SUCH A WONDERFUL STORY

CYN AND JOHNHubby and I went to Olive Garden to have dinner..as we were sitting there waiting to be seated this little girl came and sit down beside us. I would say she was about 7 years old. She kept looking and then she was staring..I smiled at her and she smiles back. Then she said, ” Do you both live together?” I said, ” yes, We are married” So she kept staring and then I said, ” Have you ever seen a black and white couple together?’ She shook her head no. Then she said, ” Do you have any kids together?” I said,” No, but he was married before me and he had a wife, she died and went to heaven and they had kids, and now their kids have small children so we are grandparents.” She said, ” Why couldn’t you have any kids together.” I said, ” We got to old!” I smiled and she started laughing..I continued talking to her and I said,” So that’s ok right?” She shook her head yes and smiled.Then I asked her, ” Do you have any black friends at school?” She said ” No. I don’t have any.’ I asked what school did she got to. She told she is at a new school this year and she was telling me about her old school. So she just kept smiling at me and staring at me. I asked her , ‘What’s your name?” She said, ” Riley.” I said ” nice to meet you Riley, I’m Cynthia and his name is John.” She got up and stood up and looked up at John smiling and looked back at me smiling..So next to us where her parents, as I thought they were her parents , come to find out it was her adopted grandparents..and I told them our conversation and the grandmother said Both girls had been not around alot of people..but I did commended to the grandmother, that she was very polite and was very curious..she spoke so pleasant and she was very friendly. The grandfather looked a little unpleasant at first when I began telling the story and I think he thought I was going to be upset and then when the grandmother and I started laughing and smiling about it..John and I saw he was a little bit more relaxed and he started smiling bigger as I continue telling what this little girl asked John and I . I told the grandmother, despite her not being around any Black people..I felt like she wanted to learn and this is a step towards learning and getting to know other people from different races..She smiled and said ” Thank you for being so nice to her.” I told her, ” I really enjoyed my conversation with Riley and I hope she has learned something from our short conversation.” I told the grandmother, ” Thank you for helping to raise such a smart and polite little child.” I said to Riley as she was sitting down, ” I’m your first Black friend.” She smiled really big. Her grandmother told her, ” Riley, you met your first Black friend tonight.” She nodded her head and smiled. We said our good byes and Riley waved at me as we were called to our seating. I know some people would find it uncomfortable with the lady saying that but I didn’t..maybe it opened up something to them they had not ever had to approach. I don’t know.

I hope Riley spreads her love for people her whole life and I hope she helps someone else understand that we may all be of different race but we are all the same through and through.

As I sit here and type this, I have this warm fuzzy feeling in my heart and I’m a bit choked up with tears..I hope Riley has a happy life and embrace everyone no matter what color skin they have. I’m so happy that I was the first Black person that touched her life as I may never see her again. But I will always remember that sweet little face of hers. — feeling wonderful.

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Secrets, Facebook, Millionaire, and Anger Issues….Cree’s Blog Entry

excuse meI’m very proud of myself….. I’ve been doing really good with my ANGER issues. I’m working so, so hard to just learn to fall back, and not speak a word, especially when its not important. I learned that my issue is not having an attitude in the morning, or when I walk into a room… mine come in on STUPID ISH. For example. I was driving the other night from a movie, and there was a Detroit Tigers game that had just let out, and while WE had the GREEN light, people were still walking across the street like THEY HAD THE RIGHT AWAY. Okay, so I’m cool with it, then after while, people just kept on coming and “we” who had the right away….. was like okay nah…. we about to start driving… it is a green light for us. As I’m inching in letting the people know… this light is not going to stay green forever, I’m about to start driving.. this white dude… staring at me like… “YOU BETTA NOT HIT ME”… Lawd…. why did I have to see that look on his face? AND ITS MY TURN TO DRIVE THROUGH THE GREEN LIGHT!!!! I just started praying, I was about to lay on the horn for 30 minutes… LOL I just let God talk me out of it. This is the kinds of things I go through with being Angry. I NEVER fall out with family or friends… never have attitudes, never act funny to people… its other people and their ignorance that sends me over the top. But I’ve been doing good for the last 2 weeks or so. Trying not to have “ANGER stories to tell”. Trying to get up to ZERO STORIES.

I was sitting up thinking about how if we had Facebook back in the day when I was in my 20’s…. what would MY stats be? LOL LOL LOL Baaaaaby… it would probably read…”Had a party last night at my house, and when the morning came, my sister friend was laying in the drive way sleep”. ” One of my boos was ova, he wasn’t talking about nothing, so when the phone rang and it was my other boo, I pretended to have a headache and made home boy leave.” LOL On my way to Watts Club Mozambique *male dancers* to see my baby Ace Lee” “Got my gurls ova, we bout to talk ish over spades and down 1800, absolute, and Henny”. ” Walked up in the club looking good, banging body, hair laid, and all the men looking at me.”  LOL Thank God, we didn’t have that mess, I can save some of my drama and foolishness LOL LOL for the world to see. HAHAHAHAHA… those kids can have it… I only use it to uplift. I think that’s why I can relate to so many people, is because I know and remember the person I use to be, and so when I see young people behaving the same way…. I don’t JUDGE them. I try to help them. I have a lot of young gurls from my old job, and they listens to me. They have to have their day where they’re foolish, so when I speak to them I try to let them see another light of it. The sooner you come out of your foolishness, the sooner you can get on with God’s plan for your life.

I watched about 4 Secret Millionaire episodes this past week, and they were so good….. had me crying like a baby. If I ever got rich or have a husband who is, I’m going to spend his money giving it away. I will volunteer for the rest of my life to helping teens, women, and the elderly. So many of our young people need help. One day I had group meetings with students at work, and I was so shocked to hear how many kids who have foster parents. Even the grandmothers are either dead, or can’t be there for them. I think a lot of people from my generation were on drugs, and sexually abused. It was so many rapes going on in my days of being a teen, and some of these women never recovered. Everything is a dang ole secret now a days… PISSES ME OFF. I HATE SECRETS. HATE THEM WITH A PASSION. These grandmothers raising their grand kids with all this LOVE, they should have shown their daughters when they were growing up. Now the daughter lost her way, and the grandmother is not telling the whole story to anyone or the grand kids about why her daughter cant MENTALLY raise her own kids. The daughter has been raped, molested, exposed to drugs, didn’t have a father at home, was left to find food for her siblings…. all kinds of stuff. I’ve seen it first hand… and after all these years.. it angers me to know this story about my friend. Anyway…. let me get off this subject.

Be Blessed

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I remember * as a young gurl* Cree’s Blog Entry

ImageI remember one day my mom was making chicken and noodles. We loved chicken and noodles, but this was the day before pay day, and as she was stirring the pot a piece of the ceiling fell off into the pot. I remember that hurting my/our feelings so bad. We talk about that and laugh to this day.
 
 
 
I remember my dad use to get off work and take us out to dinner every Friday to Big Boys. We use to love it. I remember asking my parents could my friend go. But when they said No, I never realize or understood that if she went, it would be more money to pay, as it was already 6 of us.
 
 
 
I remember when it was time for report cards, my daddy use to be on it. My stomach hurt all the way to school and all the way home.
 
 
 
I remember when I made a pickle out of a cucumber, I was so geeked.
 
 
 
 
I remember we use to go to Belle Island and ride the giant slide. We had to climb 100 steps or better just for a 8 second ride. LOL LOL LOL *wow*
 
 
 
I remember when my parents use to go grocery shopping we had to stay in the house until they got home. By me being the oldest I didn’t want any trouble with them. But my sister couldn’t wait until they left so that she could go outside and play inside of those minutes they were gone. I was scared for her, because if she got caught it was over for me and her. She never did. We laugh and talk about that to this day.
 
 
 
I remember when my mother use to say ” just me and you are going shopping on Saturday”. I was SO HAPPY just to be with her, none of my other siblings went. But I hated the time when it was their turn to go shopping, and not mines. 😦
 
 
 
I remember when I was 14 my mom took me to my first concert and it was to see PRINCE. I loved him so much. One day my mom told me that I was going to out grow him, and that he wasn’t going to be my style anymore. I was SO MAD AT HER for saying that, because I felt it wasn’t true. Even though I LOVE me some PRINCE today….* that will NEVER change*… my taste in men has SURELY changed. LOL
 
 
 
I remember when my BFF Michelle who lived next door, cousins would come to Detroit from Chicago she would act funny and never talk to me. Then when they were gone, she would be my friend. I always took her back.
 
 
 
I remember working this summer job that had us cleaning out the upstairs of a roller rink. It was so nasty, dirty, hot, and so much debris up there, that I knew we were doing the work of MEN. I told my dad, and he was so mad when he saw the work they had us doing. He called the news and since the man who had us doing it was a public figure, it was all over . My BFF to this day was working with me * that’s how we met*, the news asked her if she can come to my house so that they can interview us. WE DIDNT KNOW WE WERE GOING TO BE ON THE NEWS. We thought it was just going to be a newspaper interview and that was it. Well after it hit the press, they went and shut that site down. Some of the people who worked with me, was so mad!!! I lost friends by going to the news, they all had to be relocated and had to catch buses to their new site. They were not happy with us at all. I was so embarrassed I never worked under the City of Detroit at a summer job again. Everywhere I went people knew me. I was dating a police officer, he came to my house while on duty and told me that he saw me in the paper, he was impressed…… I was depressed. * Looking back on it, it was the first sign of me understanding why I’m different. I stand up for what’s right, and will go to great lengths to carry OUT JUSTICE.*
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Behind the Scenes~ Your child at school.. *Parents must read* Crees Blog Entry

hpqscan0001Behind the Scenes~ Your Kids at School

 

When Neisha was growing up… it use to irritate me so bad the NUMBER OF TIMES I had to tell her that when she leaves from spending the night out, to make sure she pack up all her clothes and personal things. She would ALWAYS come home without SOMETHING. For the life of me, I couldn’t understand why she wasn’t “getting it” after the first 10 times of me yelling.

 

 

What I realized is THAT….. Its a must YOU TELL your KIDS THE SAME THING OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER until you are BLUE in the face. Kids just don’t get it hearing it once. I GET THAT NOW. It’s okay….it really is.

 

 

I have to tell the same kids over and over and over… “go to your class” “Stop playing in the hall”… “leave that gurl alone” “pick up your mess”. “pull your pants up”, “stop cussing”, “throw your tray away”, “stop playing so much”. And at one point I said God.. why do I have to tell the same kids the same thing over and over and over again? He said to me…. how many times do I STILL have to tell you….. to slow down, be patient, take your time, listen, make sure the door is locked, get gas before you go to work, make sure you have your keys, put your license back in your wallet before you lose it, turn your head lights off, make sure the stove is off before leaving the house. I can go on and on. I just smiled when I heard all these things that I CONSTANTLY need to be told to do.

 

 

The BIG PICTURE is this….. No matter how tired you get of telling your kids something over and over and over again…. understand you just may have too. We are people and its in us to be told something OVER AND OVER AGAIN. Also know there maybe something’s, that you’re only willing to tell your child only once. One thing Neisha knew I wasn’t going to repeat myself was, when, I told her to come here. She always came right away, because she knew that was something I didn’t want to tell her twice about. I can hear you saying to your kids “clean up your room” wash your plate out when you finish eating, pickup your clothes behind you, wash your hands, take this garbage out, do your homework, do your chores, be in by curfew. I realized that WE’RE ALL WIRED UP to be told over, and over, and over, and over again to do the thing we know to do.

 

 

Guess what? The same things you’re telling your kids at home …. when they come to school the next day…. ITS MY TURN. #idontmindatall

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“Behind the Scenes~ what’s going on at your childs School” CREES BLOG ENTRY

KIMPERSHINGIts no secret… I LOVE KIDS. I love listening to them talk, I love the way they express themselves, I adore the way they hear things, how innocent they are when they feel that “their truth” is THE TRUTH. LOL I know that one of my gifts from God is working with them, and being their voice…. because I truly UNDERSTAND them….whether I agree with them or NOT.

There are a lot of things that kids, hear, do, see and BE when they’re in school, and not around their parents. They can have straight A’s and all 1’s in citizenship, but THAT IS ONLY ONE PART OF WHO YOUR CHILD REALLY IS. Education and CHARACTER are 2 different things. Your child can be well EDUCATED but have ABSOLUTELY no sense of direction, understanding AND WHO THEY ARE.

Understand that even though your child may act like they don’t hear you…. THEY DO. When I’m talking to them, the first thing they say is ” My momma always told me……….”. So trust me they hear you.

So with that said…. since I work at a High School here in Detroit that goes to school ALL YEAR ROUND this year being its first year… YES ….all year round. I have decided that I would keep ALL OF MY PARENTS AND GUARDIANS up on how our children think, act and tips on what can be done so that our children can grow up to be Successful PRODUCTIVE Adults. Many parents have NO IDEA the influence that is taking hold of our children when they’re not around. I DO.. AND I SEE IT.

So join me every Tuesday and Thursday on my BLOG page for “Behind the Scenes~ at School”. I’m going to post TIPS, QUESTIONNAIRES, IDEAS, HOT TOPICS, and lots of other goodies. It’s going to be very good, and very informative.

Photo is of Kimberly on of my students.

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Cree’s Ramblings Gerald Levert, @tylerperry and my Students *my blog entry*

blurrymeSo many thoughts go through my mind. Ever since I was a young gurl, I use to always write in my journal. I don’t think anyone in the world have as many as I had back in the day before there were computers. What I learned is that I don’t have to share them all, I have learned to keep something’s to myself. Funny thing is… if people knew what I knew…. I wonder how they would feel…. for the fact that I DIDN’T SHARE IT WITH THEM….especially when I could have at anytime. Its not that I “set out” to be “secretive”, its just that I’m at the time in my life, where I enjoy figuring out things, knowing things, laughing and/or crying to myself. For a person with a huge personality, I realize that its “Okay” to keep something’s to myself. My daddy told me long, long time ago…. “Never empty your head out”. I didn’t get it then…. but I do now.

 

 

As I write, I’m sitting here listening to Gerald Levert. I miss him so much…. it just hurts so bad. When Luther Vandross died, and Barry White my mothers favorite artist. She cried and I really never understood it because “In my mind” they were people she never met. We went to see them both in concert, but I never realize the connection she had with their music and their work…. until Gerald died. When she was going through her own personal issues, the music that they made, helped her get through those times. And so, I finally got it. 1163220814-hr-937

 

 

I was at work when my coworker called my extension. She said LaCrease I have something to tell you, are you sitting down? Her voice didn’t sound right, I remember screaming in the phone… WHAT KI KI WHAT? When she told me, I instantly went numb. I was a walking zombie. She came to get me with about 3 other coworkers and I remember going to the rest room crying like a baby. It was one of those things where when you hear a story you instantly know its true. Now, I’m a person who don’t believe a whole lot of nothing . I side eye everything, lol but this feeling was real. I could hear God in my ear at work saying to me… LaCrease, I let you meet him, take SO MANY photos, spend PERSONAL TIME with him, be invited to his listening party with 50 others. He answered your questions in a LIVE CHAT, SAT FRONT ROW AT HIS VERY LAST CONCERT AT THE FOX IN DETROIT… When I think of that…..tears REFUSE to fall. God has truly comforted me during that time. My LOVE for Gerald goes way back. I feel this same way about Tyler Perry. Nothing better not happen to him before I meet him 🙂 This would hurt me something terrible. tpcollection

 

 

Today I was talking to one of my students. I have to be careful, because I can break somebody down with my words and eye contact, especially about stupid mess… so I have to be careful because these are KIDS. This boy came in the lunch room like he grown, cursing and acting hard. My coworker and I said to him excuse ME… DONT YOU SEE US STANDING HERE , WHILE YOU’RE DOING ALL THAT CURSING? He said I’M GROWN… I can do what I want to do, and say what I want to say. He said I pay my own bills, pay my own rent, buy my own clothes. So. now I’m looking at him real hard walking up on him, THEN HE SAID…. MY MOTHER IS DEAD….. I’M GROWN. He said it with such conviction and he meant it, NOOOOBODY is going to tell him what to do. He looked like he wanted to pull out a gun and show us better than he can tell us.A wave of anger went through him. That’s when I heard God say…. go over and sit with him. I went and sat at the table with just him. I said what’s your name? He said Juan.. I said I’m Ms. Walker. He calmed all the way down when he realized that I wasn’t there to hurt him or be HIS BOSS. I sat with him and looked him in his eyes and said to him. First of all lets start off respecting each other. He said okay and he apologized for his foul mouth. After that we just started talking and after a few minutes, I knew that he had a lot on his plate. It hurts me to my heart that these kids carry so much on them. The parents are either on drugs, dead, or too busy doing them. But there are some good parents out there, let me make that clear. I’m so HAPPY AND SO BLESSED that God gave me this gift to be able to break through to this kids. They really listen to me, even if they don’t get it right now, I tell them to “file it”, That means to keep it in the back of their minds and whenever they need to use that wisdom, to pull it out. LOL Tomorrow I can’t want to see him again, so that I can see how he’s doing. Praise God!!!!stay-positive.jpg

 

 

Okay let me close this up, because I can write all day. Remember to LOVE people, show yourself friendly. Always encourage, uplift and inspire someone. God loves YOU!!

 

 

Be Blessed

Cree

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A parent and HER daughter ^SMH^

whoopingAs I sit here and become OBSESSED with the turning events concerning the Boston Marathon Bombers, I can’t help but think of what happened? What would make these 2 young brothers do something so evil? And then I think about my Students in school.

 

Today as I stood in the office doing paperwork….. a parent waltz in with an attitude, wearing shades in 46 degrees weather with NO sun…. asking where is her daughter. As I type this and let out a long sigh….. it would have killed me to finish my paperwork and leave THAT OFFICE before I got to see WHO HER DAUGHTER WAS. 100 POLICEMEN could have came in and shot me…. but I would have REFUSED to die until THIS GURL WALKED INTO THE OFFICE!!! *lol*

 

The lady in the office asked her who was her daughter so that she could call her down, she also told the parent that she needs to speak to someone in AUTHORITY about the situation. The parent went on and on saying, that she was tired of this school calling her about her daughter, saying that she has to work, and that she can’t wait to speak to someone. I wanted to look up at the parent one more time, but I didn’t want to give her any more attention than she was trying to get. She was really pissing me off, because she has no idea how these kids are when they’re not around. When she asked who did she have to speak too, the guy * he’s a story in its own* said to her… “you’re going to need to whosah”. I looked at him, with the look on my face like “NO YOU DIDNT”just geek her up even more. Not only that, why are you causing discord? So now all eyes are on the office door for the person he’s referring too and is going to walk through the door at any time to talk with this parent. Now just by saying that, she couldn’t wait to see who this person was. None of us couldn’t. The more she kept saying how she cant wait to talk to this person, and how she’s about to go off, was making me so mad. She kept looking at me, and I made sure I gave her NO attention, NO eye contact, NOTHING!!!! She wanted me to LOOK AT HER SO BAD!~! People like her I REFUSE to give them the floor. She knew everybody in that office * about 5 of us* was listening to her, and I was the only one who didn’t look her way, or give her the attention she WANTED BADLY FROM ME. She kept looking at me, and I could feel her eyes begging me to give her approval, so that when this person walks in, she could chew her up.

 

When the Assistant Principal walked in to take the parent to her office. I was so shocked and so sad that this guy would create an atmosphere with this parent to upgrade her attitude with our AP. Little did the AP know she was being “side swiped” by her own coworker. The AP asked the parent to come into her office, the parent said… “I’m waiting on my DAUGHTER FIRST”. The AP not knowing where this attitude came from, said.. okay…. we’ll wait. She kept on getting smart with the AP. It made me so sad, but in the meanwhile, it was killing me not to look over at this parent and give her the LOOK OF DEATH. Had I looked at her, she would have felt my wrath.

 

About 3 minutes later, her daughter walked through the office door, and when I laid eyes on this lil heffa…. I said to myself……”Oh that’s her daughter SMH” I see why the daughter act the way she does. She’s just like her mother. It amazes me how the parents have no idea that their behavior is what causes the students to behave the way the do. Like I told this student today. I said I LOVE YALL. I LOVE WORKING WITH TEENS…. I told him that I could be at home, sitting on the couch with my legs and arms crossed, watching TV, and snacking on my snacks….. but instead I applied for this job…..just to be close to you all. He got it.

 

But my issue is with the parents. Now, that parent went into that office and chewed out the AP, when in REAL LIFE…. that gurl is her CHILD, We are only doing our jobs, we have better things to do, than to purposely pick out a child from the crowd and cause problems. When its all said and done, that parent will be the one who suffer the consequences WITH HER CHILD as she gets older and live her life.

 

Be Blessed

 

 

 

 

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