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UGLY DUCKLIN.
- MY CHILD HOOD
- DIDN'T FIND MYSELF ATTRACTIVE
- LOVE
- MY DREAMS
- LOVE LOST
- WHO AM I....
MY CHILD HOOD
MY CHILD HOOD WASN'T A PLEASENT ONE I WAS A HARD HEADED NEVER DONE WHAT WAS TOLD TO DO, AND ALWAYS WANTED TO HAVE MY OWN WAY. I GREW UP IN THE WEST PART OF JACKSON MS. MY COMMUNITY WAS SURROUNDED BY JACKSON STATE UNIVERSITY. I LIVED IN 1178 DALTON CR. APT. B A SHOT GUN HOUSE WHICH WAS ONCE YELLOW THEN WAS PAINTED BLUE WHEN I WAS 8. DON'T GET ME WRONG I HAVE A MOTHER THAT WAS STRONG SHE WORKED FOR EVERY THING SHE ACCOMPLISHED, BUT I KNOW IT WAS HARD ON HER TO RAISE A SON WITH OUT THE FATHER BEING IN HIS LIFE AS HE SHOULD.
I SAW FIRST HAND WHAT DOMISTIC VOLANCE IS LIKE AND SAW IT QUIT OFTEN THROUGH MY CHILD HOOD. THE FIRST TIME I SAW IT WAS AT THE AGE OF THREE WHEN MY FATHER ATTEMPETED TO JUMP ON MY MOTHER BUT SHE WASN'T HAVING THAT SHE FAUGHT BACK, AND THEN MY DAD TOLD MY MOM THAT SHE WAS CRAZY, THE QUESTION IS HOW COULD SHE BE CRAZY BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T ALLOW HIM TO BEAT UP ON HER. WELL AFTER HE CALLED HER CRAZY I HAVEN'T SAW MY FATHER FOR 2 YRS I THINK. MY MOTHER RAISED ME ON HER ON FOR 2 YRS AND 50 DOLLARS A MONTH FROM MY DAD INWHICH SHE DIDN'T ALWAYS GET CAUSE IT WOULDN'T NEVER COME THROUGH CHILD SUPPORT.
GROWING UP IN A HOUSE FULL OF WOMAN AND THEN HAD MY GREAT AUNT LIVE NEXT DOOR WITH MY HER SON WAS MY ONLY MALE ROLE MODEL IN THAT I HAD TO LOOK UP TOO. DON'T GET ME WRONG I HAD TWO UNCLE BUT I DIDN'T SEE THEM UNTIL ON THE WEEKEND WHEN I GO OVER TO MY GRAND MOTHER HOUSE. WHEN MY COUSIN GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL HE HAD IN LISTED INTO THE ARMY I WAS ABOUT 6 WHEN HE HAVE DONE SO. AGAIN A YOUNG BOY INSIDE OF A HOUSE FULL OF WOMAN ALONE WITH NO MALE TO LOOK UP TOO.
YOU KNOW HOW THE STORY GOES OF THE UGLY DUCKLIN HE FELT ALONE WITH NO ONE TO PLAY WITH HIM. WELL THAT WAS ME...GETTING BEAT UP ON BY EVERY ONE IN THE HOLD NIGHBER HOOD WITH AN ELDER WOMAN CALLED ME HEY GIRL. THE REASON FOR THAT WAS BECAUSE I USED TO HAVE LONG BRAIDS IN MY HEAD; WHEN SHE CALLED ME HEY GIRL COME HER. I SAID TO HER IM NOT NO GIRL I AM A BOY. BUT IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT WHEN SHE GREW UP IT WASN'T COMEN FOR BOYS TO HAVE LONG HAIR. SO THAT UNDERSTANDABLE.
GROWNING UP OVER BY JACKSON STATE UNIVERSITY I GREW UP WITH GUN SHOTS EACH EVERY NIGHT. FIGHTS AND THE ONLY PEACE I HAD WAS WHEN THE SONIC BOOM OF THE SOUTH WAS PRACTICING. THE WAS THE ONLY TIME THE WHOLE COMMUNITY WAS QUIET IT LIKE WE WAS LISTENING TO OUR OWN CONCERT.
IN 1991 THE WAR IN IRAQ HAPPEN MY COUSIN WAS SHIPPED OFF TO WAR IT WAS A DOWN TIME FOR OUR FAMILY CAUSE WE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT BUT HE WAS OFF DOING WHAT HE WAS TRAINED TO DO