Myunique C. Green's Blog, page 17

Open the Vent

There are some bad teachers out there. But for every bad teacher I would say there’s about 50 uninterested, my child is always right, Johnny didn’t mean to throw the chair across the room, parents. The kind of parents who make sure their children look nice but  are not that concerned about whether or not their child can read well.

People are against giving their children medicine. They don’t want them to be documented or they don’t want them to become dependent, or they just don’t see anything as that bad.

And that’s okay.

But, keep those children at home. Home school them. Keep them close. Prove that you are the better teacher. Because I’m sure the same conspiracy that says your child isn’t the problem, it’s the medicinal system that’s the problem, also says that public/private/charter school is trying to indoctrinate your precious child.

Let me tell you something all teachers know too well: if little Johnny Boy has a condition that makes him get up from his seat, harass other students, disrupt learning, has violent outburst, will provoke him to stand on top of his chair with his hands stretched toward heaven and sing “I believe I can fly…”

He’s not learning. In fact, he’s really stopping other children from learning.

But you don’t care about that. That’s what teachers are paid to do, right? Paid to call your child’s name 100 times in 30 minutes. Paid to be stabbed in the back with a pencil because Johnny didn’t get his way today.

Here’s where we get to the root of the problem.

How involved are you?

“Well, Johnny doesn’t act like that at home.”

No, you’re right. Maybe a room full of people all imagined him hurling a chair at the wall. That’s the indoctrination talking. Johnny is just too ‘woke’ for it to sink in. Why do you send your children to school? For education, right? So that they can learn the world outside of themselves. Read, count, add, subtract. Stuff like that.

But little Johnny Boy doesn’t come to school for that. No. All of his friends are here. He likes making them laugh. He doesn’t like what the teacher has to say so he interrupts whenever he can.

I’ll tell you something else, if teaching was easy, everyone would do it. I mean, why not? Paid vacations, loan forgiveness, discounts at office supply stores/hotels/restaurants.

This is where I digress. Because I believe that some parents were just made parents too young.* I can also only speak from my experiences as an elementary school educator.

*Further Reading: 4 Practical Tips on educating your children.

 

Proud Cat Mom

I love my cats.

Even when I want to cast them away every other day, or they’re yowling all during the night when I close my bedroom door. They know they’re stuck with me.

 

 

Arguing is Life

I haven’t had a legitimate argument in a long time.

I mean, feather ruffling, I don’t ever want to speak to you again, two days later, I miss you, wyd text, kind of argument.

You probably think I’ve lost my marbles. How could anyone possibly miss arguing? Well, it depends on how you look at it.

Growing pains.

When people grow together, they tend to start stepping on each other’s toes a little more often. Some people get closer, some people separate. 

Right now, the only thing I’m growing with is my cats (all three of them), and while it’s a beautiful thing, there are some things cats can’t provide.

*(click here for a gallery of my babies)*

Hence, arguments.

I fuss with them a lot, because I know they understand, and sometimes they fuss at me back, but mostly, the only time I can get them to say anything is when I have a can of open Friskies Salmon Shreds in my hands.

My cats are really spoiled, by the way. They think they’re entitled to everything and for that reason, I’m convinced that even animals can be millennials.

Anyways, that’s beside the point.

I’m talking about real arguments.

Now, let me just be clear that I’m using the dictionary/textbook meaning of argument. I’m not talking about the fighting, abusive, I ran into the cabinet that’s why my eye is black, kind.

No, no, no.

NO throwing/shattering things.

NO car keying.

NO I saw the messages in your phone, so I know that’s not your cousin.

That’s so far removed from what I’m talking about.

I’m talking about just the natural stuff. 

We disagree about something. Right now, we don’t possess the knowledge or the calm to even talk this out. Let me go take a ride, calm down and talk to you later when I have my senses right.

Because no matter how much people are in love and how perfect they portray their relationships to be, they don’t agree on everything.

Arguing means we still have room to grow. Again, Some people get closer, some people separate. 

That’s natural.

Maybe you still think I’m crazy.

Maybe I am.

But that’s real.

Because perfection doesn’t exist, right now.

And THAT’S OKAY.

 

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Springventures

Sometimes you just have to get away!

Shot with a Joto Case

 

Don’t be on Snapchat and almost drown yourself. Let me do it for you. (CeCe_Major)

 

 

Spring Break 2017

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I finally crossed a destination off of my list. I don’t know how long I’ve actually wanted to visit Miami, FL and every time I had made plans to go, there was always something that came up to stop me from making it.

So many cancelled trips.

But this year, it seems like all of the stars had aligned and I was on the road. Of course, I had to visit South Beach and do all of the touristy stuff first. Then, we drove down to The Florida Keys and spent all day island hoping. There was a beach in Marathon that was absolutely breathtaking. It was like a little paradise.

Even though Miami was a pretty good chunk of my Spring Break, the actually highlight would have to be The Changes Tour concert.

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I’m probably the biggest William Singe fan you know and I’m okay with that. My friends think I’m crazy because I talk about him like I know him… and I’m okay with that too. I’ll be crazy for Will. I’ve only been to two concerts in my life and both of them were staring William Singe. The first time, tickets sold out so fast in my city and the next city over that I had to plan a trip to New Orleans just to catch him. This year I wasn’t having it! I waited all morning with the page on reload anticipating the sale of the tickets. If you followed me on Snapchat (CeCe_Major) during that time you know I was out there bad with anxiety.

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March 10, 2017 was Will Day. I didn’t share that day with anyone else. Once I got to the concert and let all of my good screams out, I felt cleansed. It was just a really amazing show. Alex Aiono was there too. I like him; but I told you, I’m a Will girl. Simone Biles made an appearance and I was green with so much envy when I looked through her instagram of the pictures she took with them.

Can ya’ll just pray that I win the Day with Will contest?

My heart. 

I don’t know if I would be able to take it. 

Don’t let me talk about Will too long because this could go on for days. 

I also had the opportunity to check out the Married But Single Too stage play by Je’Caryous Johnson. Believe me when I tell you that it was great! If you haven’t seen it, check to see if it’s coming to your city and WATCH IT! The most surprising thing was Lenny Williams really showing out! I grew up with the song ‘Cause I Love You and watching him grace that stage not missing a beat was truly a sight to see. The whole cast really knew how to work the audience. Can I just also say that Bill Bellamy is a super funny guy? He had me crying laughing. I had no idea he was as funny at stand-up as he is, since the stuff that he does is kinda eh.[image error]

All in all, I had a really great Spring Break! I didn’t have to drink.party.repeat either. Do you believe that I went the whole Miami trip SOBER? Just on a complete natural high. But I do like to take alcohol-infused souvenirs.  I think that’s a sign that I’m getting older. Just completely over the party-scene.

I’ll post a separate gallery of events.

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Changes Are Coming

Pretty soon, you’re going to see a video section pop up. I’m still working out all of the kinks, but I want you to know that it is coming, and it may be sooner than you think. So, that means you’ll get to see me ramble in real life.

If you follow me on Snapchat (CeCe_Major) then no doubt you’ve seen me go on long tangents in the past. But, I’ve had some really good stories and I’m running out of space on my phone. In that spirit, I’m calling it Let’s Talk.

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Reflections: The Day I Lost My Virginity

I was reading an article this morning about talking to your children about sex. I found one of the most interesting things about it being that these days a lot of parents are being beaten to the punch.

It’s something I see everyday and I teach on the elementary school level. You wouldn’t think these children know as much as they do about the subject, but they do. I think the part that scares me most is that it isn’t only empty words, but they actually understand and apply these things in accurate context.

The article brought a growing issue to the forefront.

Parents, you have to talk to your kids. Being as age appropriate as possible. Of course, you wouldn’t want to go into the heavy stuff with your six-year-old, but at six, your child is able to understand parts of their body and how to protect themselves from potential predators. You don’t want to gloss over those developmental years, because sometimes if you’re waiting until puberty, it’s already too late.

Here’s a personal experience and this brings me to the title of my post.

I didn’t really have the “Big Talk” as some like to call it. Conversations about sex just kind of came at teachable moments. I think I’m actually most grateful for that. My mother would throw it in at times when she felt like I could learn the most, times that were not awkward. 

My mother was very strict when I was a kid. We were taught a set of morals that she worked diligently to uphold. Then, my younger sister went off and got pregnant. It was surprising at first, part of me wanted to be happy for her, the other part of me became a little resentful.

We found out a little after my eighteenth birthday, I actually remember that day very well. I’d gone to the hospital with her for something completely unrelated  when the doctor came back with a warm congratulations. I started to dance. But when I got back home and everyone was all abuzz about a new baby, that when the envy started to kick in. Afterall, I am the older sister. In some odd way I felt like a failure.

Maybe that’s what drove me to do it. Not long after that, we moved from our house and into another on the complete opposite side of town. My nephew hadn’t gotten here yet but I just knew I wouldn’t like him. I would do my complete best to avoid him, not get too close to him because it was me–I was supposed to have the first grandchild.

So, I set off to get one of my own. These child things that people flaunt around. I remember tossing my virginity away like a useless rose. I didn’t value it anymore. An episode of Spongebob was playing in the background.  It all happened so fast, really.

You’ll be spared the details.

This isn’t a novel.

It’s real life. 

When I told my mom what I had done, I’d half expected her to lash out at me, scold me, I was still living in her house afterall. But, she didn’t do either of those things. In fact, she didn’t do anything. She didn’t believe me at first. Thought I was joking around. Once she realized I was serious, that was the moment I hated myself. That was the moment I was full of so much regret. I don’t think I’ve ever let my mom down as much as I did that day. It was as if the light had completely left her eyes.

She got up and walked away.

That article really made me reflect on that moment. Thinking about how there’s someone out there just like me. I knew what I was doing was wrong. I’d been raised better than that. But I lacked the will or the comfort to actually talk to my mom about how I was feeling before I just went off the deep end.

Maybe that’s my fault.

Then, I think of the girls who don’t know. They’re the ones I’m scared for.

I was sexually active for a few years after that. Out doing my own thing with the “I’m grown now, I can do what I want,” attitude. It was around the time when I was 21 that I realized the life I was living really had a dead-end. What did I do? I prayed so hard my head hurt. So unrelenting that by the time I finished you couldn’t pay me to show you a tear. I had gotten so far away from everything; I was callus for so long. At least it felt like a long time. I asked God to help me because I didn’t want to be that girl anymore and on my own strength I knew I couldn’t make it. The result is that I cleaned up my lifestyle, started studying the bible again, really grabbing a hold of God’s promises and letting them be more than mere words on a page.

I’ve been celibate going on 6 years now.

If anyone tells you it’s easy, please, chop them in the throat and tell them I told you to do it.

Again, this is real life.

I was baptized at 23.

The most important, and best decision I’ve ever made.

My God has really shown out for me. Of course, I still have my struggles but everyday I’m thankful for this new life. The one of a girl allowing herself to be molded by God to be what He wants her to be. I’m proud of that girl.

Interestingly, and as fate would have it, the moment I laid eyes on my nephew I fell head-over-heals in love with him. I don’t think I ever seen a child so beautiful, so pure. It’s been my honor to watch him grow into the smartest seven-year-old I know. His brothers too. I haven’t made a bond stronger than the one I share with them.

If you want to read the article, click here. Even if you don’t have children, like me, I’m sure you know someone who does and you can share it with them. Also, feel free to head over to the JW.org website for other interesting reads about family, faith and facts.