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19 novembre Blue Ribbon Against Child AbuseMy name is Sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my Mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all, I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my Mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can help. Please copy this poem in your own blog as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse, because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Let's all stand up and beat this together. 18 novembre Just because...Just because - I'm bitchy doesn’t mean I'm a bitch. Just because - I'm quiet doesn’t mean I don’t have alot to say. Just because - I appear happy doesn’t mean everything’s ok. Just because - I'm sarcastic doesn’t mean I don’t take things seriously. Just because - I forgive doesn’t mean I forget. Just because - I don't listen to your problems doesn’t mean I don’t care. Just because - I'm gullible doesn’t mean I can be cheated. Just because - I'm stubborn doesn’t mean I'm not easy going. Just because - I don't study doesn’t mean I'm stupid. Just because - I don't show my feelings doesn’t mean I don’t have any. Just because - I hate my life doesn’t mean I'm suicidal. Just because - I don’t love you doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings for you. Just because - I'm honest doesn’t mean I'm outspoken. Just because - I'm not like you doesn’t mean I'm weird. Just because - I have scars on my wrist doesn’t mean I cut myself. Just because - I'm unsure doesn’t mean im afraid. 12 novembre Remembrance DayRemembrance Day The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month: The first 'day of Remembrance' was observed in 1919 throughout the Commonwealth. Originally called Armistice Day, it commemorated the end of hostilities (the signing of the armistice) which occurred on 11 November 1918. It came to symbolise the end of the war and provide an opportunity to remember those who died. After the end of World War II in 1945, the Australian and British governments changed the name to Remembrance Day. Armistice Day was no longer considered to be an appropriate title for a day which would now commemorate all war dead. In October 1997, then Governor-General of Australia, Sir William Deane, issued a proclamation declaring: 11 November as Remembrance Day and urging Australians to observe one minute's silence at 11.00 am on Remembrance Day each year to remember the sacrifice of those who died or otherwise suffered in Australia's cause in wars and war-like conflicts. (Infomation from http://www.cultureandrecreation.gov.au/articles/remembrance/)
Don't forget the soliders who are currently away fighting the fight against terrorism and their families. I for 1 am thankful and grateful to everyone who has fought and is fighting to protect us and keep us free. I hope you all took that 1 minute at 11am to think about and appreciate those who fought and died, fought and lived but were changed forever and for those who are still fighting. Lest We Forget. 07 novembre SatisfactionAre we ever satisfied? No matter what we have, theres always something we want more or would rather have. Yes this can be a good thing, keep us motivated and focused towards a goal, but what happens when our ambitions turn into greed? Wheres the line? How do we know when we've crossed it?
At what stage will we be satisfied? Content with what we have achieved, with what we have? When others want it? When does it stop? Does it stop?
I must say I too am guilty of doing this, I don't have alot of physically posessions, but I have enough to set a comfortable home up for my son and myself. I am always looking at what others have wishing, hoping I could have what they have. While discussing this with a friend she told me that she'd give up every posession she had for a chance to be a mother... I realise how lucky and blessed I am. I have a beautiful healthy son, whom I love with all my being and would do anything for. I was saddened to think how I was wanting so much the "material" items of life when I had one of the best gifts of all, the love and experiences of being a parent.
If your not satified with what you have in life, think about the things you do have... you might have alot more than you realised. Thats not to say you shouldn't inspire to have more, but don't be too greedy.
30 ottobre Powers of nature...I sit here now, in the dark. The sound of rain caressing and washing everything it falls upon fills my ears. It relaxes me, the trickles that runs down the window soothe me. A new day, a fresh start, a glimmer of hope is emerging. As I watch the rain cleanse nature, firstly without realising then with great interest, i watch new life forming and growing. Right before my eyes nature shows me the way; it sheads all baggage, all that keeps it from moving forward; onwards and upwards, it shows me hope, redeemtion, forgiveness and new beginnings all in one motion. When did we humans make things so difficult? This is a clear indiaction of how thing once were and should be... if only.
A little food for thought! CreativityCreativity is in everyone. Some express it through music, others through dancing or singing, writing or drawing. Creativity has no limits, its endless boundries are what allow such an abundence to exist. I know it's in you you just have to search and embrace it. For some it is obvious, straight foward, a natural process; for others some pursuit is required. Creativity and imagination like most things can be hidden, pushed away and sometimes buried beneath the layers of anger, mistrust, self-doubt or pain we habour. Don't give up, nurture your inner child, believe in yourself.
Relax...Imagine...Create!! 29 ottobre Character building??My mind strains to remember the times when i felt alive, free and at peace with myself. I'm fighting a hopeless battle, there can be no winner, no victor, in the end ... just me. I have to fight against myself for pole position, against the anger, the fear, the endless doubts and never-ending forces of my mind. As i fight back the tears, I realise I am alone. I am surrounded by people... but connect with none. I've consumed myself. If I continue, there'll be nothing left.
As time passes we endevour to grow and change. We develop, we learn,we discover, all by trial and error. We form opinions, pre-conceptions and become somewhat bias. Our characters take form and are built on and moulded by our every experience, either positively or negatively...something is learnt.
I have learnt that life can make people be cruel and unjust but also in others it can bring out their compassion and caring natures. How do we allow ourselves, our friends, our families reach such extremes? We are each blessed with a quality or skill in which will aid us on our journey through life. For those of us who have no idea, then what? How do we build on a character we don't know or fully understand? 23 ottobre My Journey Of DiscoveryJump on in..... follow the paths that wind, twist and turn inside my mind. Discover me. Be inspired....Discover yourself.... Discover the truth. Join me on My Journey of Discovery, Where I will explore; How I feel, What I think, My hopes, My dreams, My wants and needs.... Where I hope to find the real Me.
18 ottobre Motherhood...Is it better to have your children young, or wait and have your children after your "settled" in life? I had my son when I was just 18, I love my son with all my heart and I wouldn't change a thing, but in hindsight, the situation could have been better! I was still at school, I lived at home, I owned nothing, had no savings and no job... yes things could have been better!! However I managed, my son is now 3 and a half, he is completing pre-school a year early and has been excepted to go to a really good school next year a year early. The rollercoaster of motherhood sure was and is bumpy but I think my age and my still somewhat (only a little) nieve attitude proved tobe a help not a hinderence.
There are pros and cons for having children when your young and there are pros and cons for having children later in life.
Having children early I think you get to grow with your child, develop together and I believe your bond develops better as you understand and remember a little more of your own childhood and things your parents did or didn't do, that you either want to pass on to your child or do the opposite to!! However, a good support system is critical. lol well it was for me, my mum has been and continues to be fabulous, I often rang her at ungodly hours with Jakobi screaming his lungs out and me being lost at why he wouldn't stop! She was always there, always willing to help.
Having children at an older age would be wise for the reasons of life experience and money, for some. Money is a big thing, seriously children need alot, not even counting their 'wants'! To have a nice little nest egg stashed away would have been a great help. But a problem I have seen is the older you are the more set in your ways you are, you may find it harder to cope with the 'changes' brought onby having a child.
If your reading this then an opinion must have come to you... please feel free to post a comment!! Cheers!
Awareness
10 ottobre Beauty of the world...It has been brought to my attention by another user that althought the end is inevitable I may be missing the beauty all around us. Thanks for challenging my views and making me think of them in a different way! So I dedicate the blog to telling you about the beauty I see. I see beauty in the strangest places, I just never really thought about it before. I see the beauty of reflections in the puddles, the bronzed leaves of autumn, the laughter of children and the feeling of warm spring sunshine. The beautiful colours and aromas that spring brings, the birth of baby animals, the new life of budding plants. The peaceful face of a sleeping baby, the look of a mother as she views her child; the trust, the innocence, the admiration of a child looking back at its mother. The tears of joy of a bride to be, the love you see between them. The smell of clean, crisp sheets, the sound of birds in the morning, the feel of the dew covered grass beneath you barefeet. So much beauty surrounds us everyday, with all thats happening in our world today, I think its so easy to forget what we already and still have. Thanks again DaveAJohnson1 for opening my eyes and making my day a little better!! Cheers! 09 ottobre End of the World...Are we causing the world to slowly, bit by bit come to an end?? Is it our fault through global warming, or overpopulation or some other selfish mistake we've made? I don't know, but its food for thought! Hurricanes, tropical storms, landslides,floods, earthquake, tsunamis... when will it stop? Will it stop, or will it keep going till all of mankind is wiped out? All life wiped out? Is this what happened to the dinosaurs? Or maybe the terriorist and other extremists will wipe us out first. Which to fear most? Which is most likely? Or which will happen first? Or maybe they will happen in unison, help completely kill us all. I wonder what will be worst, to die by the hand of terrorist.. or wait and die in a horrific act of Mother Nature?? The end is coming weather we like it or not, and its too late now to stop it. Live each day now to its fullest, the end may be nearer than we think. 30 settembre Who Am I?How many times in our lives do we ask ourselves or even others; Who Am I? Well, you guessed it I have to ask, Who Am I? Do I know?
I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, an aunty, a freind, an enemy, a stranger in the street, but that still leaves the question unfullfilled. Who Am I?
Well I enjoy listening to music, all kinds; from rock to country to r'n'b and hip hop. I enjoy scrapbooking, taking photos, playing with my son. I enjoy teaching my son new things, it really fills my heart with pride and joy when he learns them. I love to sleep, hate to cook and really really hate doing the dishes. I like to be organised, oh but not too much. I hate dishonesty, lies and deception, betrayal and backstabbing too. I love colours and nature and the wind in my face. I love the sound of water trickling, the sound of rain outside, the sound of childrens innocent laughter. I hate the sounds of people fighting; yelling and cursing, the sound of children crying, the sound of clocks ticking. What is time? Who decided how long time is? Who decided there will be 60 seconds in a minute? 60 minutes in an hour? 24 hours in a day? Who decided thats how long things would be?
Are we defined by our likes? Our dislikes? Our opinions? Our mistakes? What makes us who we are? Is it our parents fault? For the upbring we had? Are we selfish because our parents didn't buy us enough or too much or do we grow into being selfish?
Who Am I?
If you have the answer, I'd sure like to know! 28 settembre Questions of Life??The questions of life... What are we here for? Why is life so damn hard? Why does love hurt? Do we have a purpose? Do we write our own destinies or are they pre set?
I find it hard to live day to day not having a clue as to the answers of those questions. Some find the answers in others, some find it in faith, some find it within themself and others never find it. Which are you? I haven't a clue which one I would be. I don't believe life is pre set however i believe that death is; if its your time to go then, one way or another your going. Peacefully, kickin-and-screamin, in pain, in your sleep, if its your time theres no avoiding it. Do you think that gives comfort to anyone? Do you think when someone makes an attempt on their life that they think about that? The chance that it might not work and they will have to still live in their miserable world? Or what about those who know their dying? Do they consider they may live longer than told? Or That they've had their time and thats it?
Heaven, hell, spirit plane, navarna, reincarnation? Which exist, which doesn't? Do any of them exist or maybe all do? If any of these exist what are the criterias? Who gets to say, you, you oh not you? Who makes the rules? God, budda, satan, ourselves? Do we become what we want to be or do we simple carry on our normal living in just a different place? Would we die again, then go to another heaven, hell ect? Is it never ending? Or when we die is that the end? Wheres the finality? Do we ever get it? If life has taught me anything it would surely be that no one is more reliable than yourself,no one had better self judgement than you, no one is more self loving or self hating, or more trustworthy; Only you. Doesn't that leave a sad, bitter taste in your mouth, when all thats left thats good and true in your life is you.( and of course the innocence of your children). Sure brings tears to my eyes... |
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