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“Push mom, push! Shouts Doctor Gordon. I can see the head. I need for you to give it one more push as hard as possible.” Soon after the last push, a soft cry of a baby rings out. The doctor announces “it’s a girl.” “She looks like what grace feels like, beautiful with a glow, states doctor Gordon.” The doctor hands the baby to his nurse. The nurse announces the time of birth and weight before preparing the baby for mom to embrace her fifth child. The mom was moved by the doctor’s descriptive statement about her baby girl as she was born. She names her fifth child Grace based on the doctor’s statement.
Emma, a single mother of four gives birth to her fifth child as her longtime partner and father of her children, James holds her hand. James takes his daughter and holds her up to the stars. “God, this child who highly resembles my family appearance from the tribe of Fulani in Cameroon is highly favor of you. Your grace is with her. She is flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone. Her spirit will know you and honor you. Her spirit will hear you and worship you in spirit and in truth. She is blessed to be a blessing to many. For this, I praise you.”
Both Grace parents is from Mississippi. They would often tell stories of growing up as the kid of Sharecroppers and having to pick cotton before and after school. Grace’s mother people moved to Mississippi from Arkansas; her father people moved to Mississippi from Louisiana. Grace’s father’s family origin is in Cameroon Africa. Although Emma and James never married, they both raised their kids to be family minded by putting family first. Grace’s parents were not highly educated. Neither of her parents finish high school. They both left their parent’s homes in Mississippi, at the age of sixteen, to move North for work. Grace’s mother found a job in the cleaning industry at age sixteen; her father found a job in a junk yard where metal parts for cars, washing machines and heaters was refurnish and sold.
Grace grew up living in poverty-stricken environments where broken English, now known as Ebonics, is the language of the immigrants. Grace has always been a quick learner of any skill taught to her. However, she has a lazy tongue which causes difficulties in enouncing words or articulating her thoughts well. Grace did not feel out of place, as a child, within her community because everyone looked like her and sound like her. In the late 1960s and early 1970s her mother became an Activist. Grace was at the March on Washington in 1963 when her mother told her “Just because you are poor and black doesn’t mean you are dumb and ignorant”. Grace did not understand why her mother told this to her; she knew not to question, just listen. The words somehow pierced the spirit of her soul. She could not stop thinking about what was said to her. As an Activist, Grace’s mother becomes the founder of an organization to help single mothers. Her mother worked with the Black Panther Party to feed inner city school kids’ breakfast before going to school. Grace’s mother was selected as a board member on an inner-city community health care center. She was one of the Activist flown into Washington by the White House when Martin Luther King was assassinated. Grace grew up watching her mother, who did not graduate from high-school, navigate through life helping people. Her mother believed everyone has a right to be treated equal regardless of race, gender, education, or financial status.
After graduating high-school, Grace found a job working at the airport. She did not think about attending college. It was not discussed in her community. After giving birth to her son at the age of twenty-three, Grace begins to look at life differently. She begins to look at the high-rise office buildings with the following questions in her thoughts: What type of work do the people do inside of those buildings? How does someone get a job inside one of those buildings? What skills are required to get a job inside one of those buildings? What is the title of those jobs inside one of those building? Grace decided to speak with a counselor at the local trade college near her home. The counselor provides Grace with a list of trades that could help her get a job in a high-rise office building. Grace did not know which trade to choose. She decided on a trade that worked with numbers. She was a master when it came to numbers. Her best subjects in school were Chemistry, Algebra and Calculus. After completing trade school, Grace found a job working with a major company who was located through-out the United States and in Japan. She masters her job skills immediately. She worked well with other departments within the company, as well as, socialized outside of work, with many of the employees. Grace begins to experience people we call “Haters.” These are the people who tries to dim your light because your job well done is being recognized and honor by upper management and because you are liked by many of your peers. These people, “haters” like to point out your areas of weakness. The haters love to correct Grace enunciation of words in front of people. Grace decides to go to the community college at night to take basic English courses. It did not matter how many English courses she took; she could not seem to change how she pronounces or enounce words. The courses did help her improve in her writing but not in her speaking.
Because of the Haters, Grace became an introvert. It was her way of hiding. Hiding did not stop the haters but a least they did not have an audience when correcting her in a derogatory manner. She could not understand the hate people gave so unapologetically. She did not want to become like them. She understood how easy it is to give to others what is constantly deposited into your spirit; especially when what is deposit has a significant impact on you. In order to combat the hate given, she became a spiritually person. It was not about following a religious denomination with a lot of do’s and do nots. She needed to grow in relationship with God, her creator and savior. The more Grace grew spiritually, the stronger she became. She begins to gain spiritual wisdom and insight. The words her mother spoken so many years ago flash back into her mind “Just because you are poor and black doesn’t mean you are dumb and ignorant”. Grace thought out loud, “just because I do not enounce some words correctly does not mean I do not know the meaning of the word. I come from people who was kidnapped from their country and bought to a strangle land to work as slaves for people of a language different from their own. My people method of being taught the new language of their slave owners was through the pain of a whip that pierce their skin. Therefore, I will no longer apologize to haters who unapologetically crucify me for speaking Ebonics fluently. So, in the words of Michelle Obama, when they go low; I will go high and praise my God for the ability to communicate with my voice.” Once Grace changed her mind set and no longer care about what the hater said about the way she talks; the hate stopped. This help Grace to realize that the haters used her to gain power and strength. Had she originally declared in her spirit that the haters are a liar from the pits of hell and had she refused to receive what they were saying about her as truth, the hate would have stopped a long time ago. Rejecting the haters open Grace to see to vase number of people who speak unapologetically in the same dialect as herself. She listens to Doctor Phil, on television frequently use the word Ya’ll in his conversations. To her surprise, so many different cultures of people was enouncing some words using the Ebonics dialect. Yet, they call it country instead of Ebonics.
From this experience Grace learns that haters who hate with lies are weak and needs the power of the person they are hating on to provide them with strength. Do not empower Haters by believing what they say about you. The lies they tell are out of darkness; and when light is presence, darkness will fleet; vanish; disappear. Continued to walk in the light. God is light.
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