Slang Translation:Mother to Son

Well son, lem'me tell you.

Life for me ain't been easy.

It's been Rough

And Tough

And even harder at times.

There's been times when no one was there.

I was Alone.

But all this time

I've been tryin'

And Holdin' on

and workin' hard

And sometimes doin' thang's that weren't too

good.

Where even God himself would turn over.

So Kid, you bet' not stop.

Don't sit on your butt

'Cuz you think your life's gettin' hard.

Don't stop now

Cuz Im gettin' it in Honey,

Im still Grindin

And my Life aint never been easy.

Snap Shot: In This Room

I Open my eyes. Feel the sweat with my hand.

I look around, its dark, I'd forgotten where I am.

I get up, try to move around a bit,

hands up in front of me to block things I'd might hit.

I say "Hello", "is anybody there?"

Not a sound, grumble, or hint of an other's presence in here.

I am Alone.

I try to scream, it hurts, nothing comes out.

I shiver as the thick layer of fear lurks about.

I panic! I run! Hit the wall. Its soft,

with a thick layer of cushion and cloth.

I am Alone.

I live it, BREATHE it. I calm myself down as I curl up in a ball.

I take a deep breath and realize the smell, its musty and damp, with the scent of

One person, and one only, ME.

I am ALONE.

By myself, all alone. In This Room.

Recipe For a Good Best Friend

1tsp. of Trust

2qts of Care

3cups of Love and you're almost there.

2qts of a graceful smile and 1/2tps extra for a great sense of style.

4 1/2tsp. of hugs and kisses, pay attention people, you'll never know hard hard this gets.

1 pinch of bluntness to keep you on track, this is how you know ya' girl will always have your back.

6cups of sillyness 'cause you're just like me.

Mix them together but you're still not done.

Add 1 shoulder for me to cry on for sadness you mend.

&& One lifetime of Honesty and good times will never end.

This is my recipe for a Good Best Friend.

My BIg Brother: Picture Prompt

He is my brother.

My Big Brother you see,

Momma always says he looks just like me.

With a crooked smile and beauty for days;

You never know what goes on behind that gaze.

He's Respectful and stong, Curtious and a warrior at heart;

I look up to him you know, He's my everything, my Heart.

My brother, my friend, my Dad at times too.

If only you knew what he's been through.

Behind that crooked smile.

Where Im From

I am from Sunshine
and always warm weather.

In my town, we never have to wear
leathers.


I am from Palm Trees and
Wallabies;


Where all types of people come
from
overseas.


I
am from Chucks and Dickies, Low
Riders, and
Vans


I
am
from where "Hyphy" is our
popular
dance.


We
are so
Diverse,


Where there Crips be "Crip Walkin'
" and the Bloods "B's up"
talkin'.





I am from Glitz and
Glamour,


Skateborders and
Beaches;


I am from where Hollywood is one
of our main
features.


I
am from sweet mangos in the
morning with freshly
squeezed orange
juice;


To
cool breezes in the night and
the sunset, what a
sight.





I am from many great
faces,


From Tupac to Eazy-E, and Snoop
Dogg and
Dre;


But
those where our rappers from
"Back in the
Day."


I
am
from where E40, Too Short,
and The
Pack


"Ghost
Ride the Whip";


Man livin'
in my town sure is a
trip.





I am from family cookouts and
where the little
ones
play


Tag and
Hide N Seek and Dorbell
Dipsey,
while


the
Grown Folks are still BBQ'n
and gettin'
"Tipsey"


To
me, my town is the best you
see,


You
haven't seen it all 'til
you've been to
Cali.

End Wordz.!

So In the hall trying to Lollygag.

Im in a good
mood today, kinda Frolic.

Then i looked to my left and seen a Hater.

I tried to figure out who she is, didnt know. She must've been
Anonymous.

So I shrugged my shoulders and called my Daddy for more
Money.

Then it lunch time, thank goodness 'cuz I was kinda
Hungry.

Today, I've got Cos but Im lioke Super
Tired.

I cant wait to get home though, Homework is a
Paper.

At last im at home and wokr is done.! Im major
Happy.

I end my day with facebook, and a new friend request,
REJECTION.!

Sharkara's Classmate's Topic: School Fights

Wake up.!

Why must we fight.?

What is the purpose.?

Ask yourself, "is this really worth it?"

We should should be fighting Racism, Breast Cancer, Stem Cell Research, Abortions.!

Not that girl you dont like or that boy who stole your chick.

Wake Up.!

It's time to grow up, this wont hurt a bit.

You're grown now baby, mama cant hold your hand.

You make the choice, walk away or fight.

Be ignornant or be smart. This is where it starts, you choose.

WAKE UP.!