Times When I Had The Most Fun, Most Happiest

I’m at home, I’m reading my library books real good books from a recommended read list off of Lisa Bloom’s book called Think.  But somehow its just not enough I just dread being alone so much.  Its real hard so I find myself pacing around real bored.  I’m folding some long neglected clothes, then I’m listening to the radio which I have tuned to my favorite radio station.  While reading the current book Amazing Grace by Jonathon Kozol which is about families that live in the South Bronx I suddenly remember a time when I was the happiest.  I’ve had few of these, no correction I’ve only had one other happy memory.  But this one stands out. I was 17 a junior in high school and through an essay contest I had won a scholarship to go to Washington D.C. to study how our government works.

I can’t remember if I had to buy my own ticket or not, I think I earned the ticket money through a bake sale or selling chocolate bars.   So from what I remember I was assigned a buddy or partner with whom I shared a seat with on the plane her name was Jeanette.  Jeanette was my classmate at school.  We didn’t run in the same circles, and I don’t think that we were close friends, but she was so nice & sweet.  She always said hi to me in the hallway at school and always had a smile. 

Jeanette & I shared a room at a very nice hotel I don’t remember the name but I think it was a Hilton hotel.   I couldn’t have asked for a better roommate.   The hotel room we shared had two big double beds, so it was required that we had to share with two others, for a total of 4 to a room.  My thinking now is this was to save money on the room and when you are getting a free trip this is something that happens.  It is after all a free trip with someone else picking up the cost. 

However the two other young women Jeanette & I share the hotel room with were certainly two characters.  Ida & her friend Tracy? (I think that was her name)  had a tremendous sense of humor! They were two of the nicest young women that I ever met.  Ever.  They kept Jeanette & myself laughing hysterically all night long we sure didn’t get much sleep around these two.  They were so mischievous too.  Practical jokes was their forte and they played a lot of them on me & my roommate!  Two of the nicest roommates.  Both were from the Bronx in New York.

To be continued…..read my part two of this true story….I had problems with the typing as the sentences crunched together.

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Published by: The Lonely Shepard

Me: I grew up in an extremely abusive & disadvantaged family environment were both parents were really immature & their relationship messy! I was abducted by my Father at age 8 abused physically, mentally, degraded by his 2nd Wife, and I didn't see my Mother again until 4 years later, I had to risk my neck + my life to run off to seek help with the local police & this was way before there was any such laws on the books for child abuse. Think on that awhile. Had learning disabilities all throughout school by the time I graduated I learned nothing, was prepared for nothing out in the World. Think on that. Joined the United States Army right out of High School only reason I did join was that at the time there was an Army recruiter right on the High School campus & he took an interest in me. So I joined. I was really in over my head. But what else could I do? I lived with a single Mom who was emotionally unstable & I had ZERO support from anyone including the school staff + administrators. The military was hard & degrading to me as a woman but I got out with an honorable discharge. More about me: A series of dead end jobs, my mind was totally a mess after I got out of the Army, still had no support not even from the Veterans admin. My journey has been a total nightmare of: trying to find out about myself, learning about myself, how to live as an adult, all with no help. Now after long , and intensive filled journey I'm trying to get back on track with my life I want to go to school with the hope of one day attending University. I don't wish my journey on anyone. No one gave me guidance: as a child as a teen as a young adult I was all on my own! and it was real lonely , isolating, extremely frightening. Family? don't really have any. Now remember everyone I'm African American & I receive little to no respect I don't even warrant a speeding car that will slow down. "The person who sang the National Anthem sang the last note so high that no could reach it! That was intentional!" Belize from Tony Kushners play Angels In America. If you've read this far I will leave my email in case you want to leave me a msg. Those that are rude will get deleted immediately. Contact: Yogibeara425@hushmail.com

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