I'm working on my memoir and I'm about to start on a very important part of it. I remember in my teenage years, I used to go with the other kids in the house to the community's Soup Kitchen. My friend's mother would take us there every week and let us get anything that we wanted. Those were some of the best times of my life, because I always looked forward to those trips. It wasn't a far walk, because it was right up the street from the house we lived in. Now, I understand what my parents meant when they said, "Kenyona, don't bring nothing else from the soup kitchen. Those things are for people who actually need them. Everything they have their is right in the house." I guess I was robbing the needy people of the foods and clothing that they needed more than I did. It just gets me how when our parents talk to us while we're young and greedy, we don't listen. But for some reason when we get older it all makes sense!
You ever had someone try to test you? Take your joy, perhaps? Well, recently someone wanted to try me, but what God has for me is all mines. There's no shame in my Game of faith, I do strongly believe in God! A blessed writer with great faith and gospel music, that brings me back to that calm sane state of mind! Anyone ever had to shut the world out and just listen to that gospel music?
INT. MOTHER’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY.
YONA, 21, Petite, fair brown skin, long black hair, is sitting on the sofa having a glass of Moscato with her Mother. MOTHER, 60, average body-size, short black hair, is talking to Yona about her childhood memories.
THERE’S MUSIC PLAYING FROM RADIO.
Mother turns the volume on radio down.
You ever had something turn you off so bad? Maybe someone, actually? Ugh! Don't be rude to the people who are trying to outreach to you, because you need it more than anybody I know! Wow, I'm disgusted. I can't wait to take that trip back to New York In 2 weeks!
I'm currently up early, streaming into church and having a cup of tea. My belly hurts a little, but I hope it gets better. On the bright side, my dad is coming to visit me today with his wife!
I used to visit the coffee shop on 24th street, everyday for my normal dosage of caffeine. It started when I was sixteen, working a retail job at Old Navy on 68th street. Normally, I'd catch the train from Long Island, and then get off and walk the rest of the way. There was this African-American guy that would always sit in the coffee shop with his notebook and small dollar cup of coffee.
There wasn't a day that I wouldn't catch him sitting in the same old spot, cornered at the very last table to the back of the coffee shop by the window. On my sick days to work, he'd be in here drinking nothing but that coffee. There may have been once when I saw him with a bottle of water and a croissant.
I was having a bad day one of my days off, so I decided to leave home and take the train to sit in the coffee shop. It wasn't anything significant, but a quiet environment with friendly people who sat at separate tables, either reading newspapers or drinking Lipton Green Tea. That day, there were no more seats so I asked the man who I'd always see writing, if I could have a seat.
"Umm, Hello." I said.
This morning I was on my way to trade in my NY license for my Florida License, and I should've went off the wall today. These people are so complicated for no reason, but instead I kept my composure and just did what was asked of me. I needed a new car, because I am child baring and need to prepare for the coming of my baby girl. Now, this is something I should've had put together long ago but the previous vehicle I had purchased from an auto-dealership up the street from my house was just full of CRAP! I would never recommend anyone of my friends to them, at all. But I went to the DMV and they didn't want to trade-In my license due to me not having the original copies of my birth certificate/Social Security Card. I honestly think that Florida is one backwards state! I'm moving next year for many reasons.
I have a doctor's appointment, Need to trade in my license and do other things ....on top of that I have a school assignment due. Anybody wanna trade places just for the day? I'm grateful though. Good Morning~
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