August 24, 2011 Obara Meji 53Comment

As a grown up have you ever missed being a child?. Have you ever been in a situation where you wish that your mother was there, or you find your self thinking, If my mom was here everything would be alright. The importance of a good childhood is so important in the personal development of any individual mind. Preparing the child for the world to receive him and to handle the good and bad that he will encounter, should be the main focus of the parents. Encouraging your children and praising them when they do good is a sign of a good parent. Teaching the child good values and moral codes also speaks of the home from which he/she comes from. Enabling your child and covering up their wrong doings, can be detrimental not only for the child but also for the parent, siblings and society, by doing this the parent is weakening the childs true potential. Children live what they learn. There are the exceptions to the rules however, and there are the few and far in between that realize from a young age that the home training that they may have received or what they have witnessed as children was not the correct thing and so they try to follow another direction, a direction of good.

When I was growing up my father whipped me all the time, as it is common in Jamaica, although I believe his was way overboard due to his Ganja smoking habit. I was not a child that gave problems, yet he found a reason to beat me for basically nothing. I now have my own children and I do not beat them, I have never. This is not to say that I do not believe in disciplining the child by sparing the whip, I do, but not to the point of abuse. I chose not to hit my children because I was mindful of my own situation with my father while growing up, and I wanted to be the best parent that I could possibly be. Instead I focused on protecting their minds, their emotional state. I knew that it was important to keep then well grounded, especially since I was a single parent and the dad was a dead beat.

I knew the my guardian angels were right there with me helping and guiding me in growing these children and I know I did a great job. I asked the questions in the first sentence because, when life comes hard at times, it is normal to want to revert, in your mind of course, to when you were younger and Mama soothed and comforted you. At least I do!. I know that it sounds silly, do not deny this and say that you haven’t ever felt this way before because it is a normal feeling albeit a little odd.

This is why I believe it is important for parents, people who choose to bring a life into this world to make that child upbringing as loving, and as normal as possible. We as parents or those who are hoping to become one some day should grow that child up with so much love and care, express to them their worth and keep abuse in all form away from them, so when they become adults and they review their lives from when they were young they find comfort, joy and peace.

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That’s a great post. Thank you so much.

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

the post up..brb

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

wha kinda plans u did have

Maniac
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Maniac

Not that windy, big rains…..mash up mi plan

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

is it great big rains and wind or what

Maniac
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Maniac

No Sharlene, but mi kool doah……..

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

lawd u gotta keep me informed with this hurricane thing…did sumbody baton dung the house for u mainy…obara it start rain yet

Maniac
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Mi sey ma!!!!!!! real restaurant ting…….It ah rain dung yah an di wind start pick up

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

obara dem meal deh sound like some restaurant ting did a gwaan a u house

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

mainy…what a big dinner obara cook last night…me no baton dung,…me no see de hurricane yet

Maniac
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Maniac

Obara, Sharlenerose; mi hear sey hurricane ah come…..oonu batton dung????

Maniac
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Maniac

Wharra???? Lissen to mi, pls speak english 🙂
Hope yuh leff mine 🙂

obara meji
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obara meji

Yes mi cook sirloin marinated with sage and herb de provance! Arugula endive and radiccio salad with a lemon mustard vinegrate and rice pilaf, I made german chocolate cake for dessert

Maniac
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Maniac

Dinna done cook yet Obara?

obara meji
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obara meji

Mi deh yah to maniy!

Maniac
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Maniac

ok….me is rite ere

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

whe obara…unno no go no whe…me a go bathe an cum back

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

me like sex in de rain…hug and cuddle and demm ting deh a mi joy…yeah

Maniac
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Maniac

No Sharlene…..but mi like walking in di rain sometimes……if di hair neva did ah goh mess up, mi wuda do it more often

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

where?

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

come teacha come talk to we….maniac u still a play inna de rain

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

plus…Kartel woulda say…dem bad mine ten time twentynine…gal u a live de life

Maniac
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Maniac

Mek yuh nuh like rain Obara?

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

U know e luv Oya still a she me call pon when de problem dem tek me…she work fi me but her energy caan stay too long…her time up now…Oya a pull de energy and me need it back

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

Oya dun do her cycle fi de year already…transformation and all dese tings in my life…so fi har energy have to go now…

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

obara meji dont like rain

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

we bun dem out…we bun dem out…slew dem…DEM SHOULDA KNOW A PORTLAND ME COME FROM…king Sango…light up de fire mek we bun dung rome….

Maniac
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Maniac

Obara whey yuh use to do when rain fall?

Maniac
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Maniac

Mi sey, mi feel like goh walk up di block inna di rain……mi son tell mi sey him ah get fi love di rain 2……don’t know, but there’s just something about when it rains……

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

Oya know seh she and Osun cannot exist inna de same space fi too long…Osun say life…Oya say death…so no light and dark dat…caan exist together

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

Osun pick me up this morning….which part me deh rain a fall…me seh woiiiaaa…Osun u a de winner…u gi me a reason to look up and say yes…Osun say rise up outta de slump and get going again…kkk

Maniac
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Maniac

DWLLLLL @Sharlene, yuh nuh easy at all…..Whey yuh sey Oya fi do?

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

Osun sweet water wash over this site and cool all our vibes…uplift our spirits…give us joy and encourage us to stoke Sango’s fire so you can always cool him….O Benjiman Downer…O benjiman downer…u a de fireman…water deh ya fi cool u…

Maniac
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Maniac

Ah good stepfawda dat Sharlene…..Respek to yuh papa

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

that me say maniac…Oya a pass thru man…she need fi cum off a dis bloodcloth right now…she deh pon a boat called not needed…Oya go lay dung inna de cemetary and relax till we call you…

Maniac
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Maniac

Sharleneeeee an Obara, mi tink mi choose mi fawda……him undastan mi di moas…..wen mi draw eena mi shell, him juss come fine mi (an him did undastan mi soh much dat ongle him did noe whey mi gone) an ask ‘girl, yuh alrite?’….’yes daddy’…….’alrite, when yuh ready yuh come inside’…….Big up Papa!!!!

Mi lub mi madda to, but ah now shi juss ah kina undastan mi……Luv har still

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

ME know trust me…me know my stepfather from me a four nd when him used to come visit we…me used to run up and dung…bawl out him name…mek everybody know seh him come…him carry everywhe.de whole a jamaica whe me know a him mek me know it…call me muums and gi me de world…love him bad…more dan him pitny dem…and him love me de same…tell me seh whe him tek from me him wouldnt tek from him kids…

Maniac
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PRESENTTTTTTTT…..
Naw draw whey diss yah energy atall tall tall…..Whey mi sey??????

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

luve de Orisa…love Oya too…but bwoy when she come fi destroy…me caan move under her vibe no more fi de rest a de year…no sah…she haffi gwaan now…destruction dun come and a time fi rebuild…Ase…OSUN….

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

so anyway obara…me did get a happy childhood…me love me mother u see…oh God…she and mi stepfather treat me good…when mi come a foriegn me haffi tell mi father u is not my father…me love my STEPfather bad…him treat me like fi him own and him always introduce me as him daughter…him never ever ever say step yet…my parents a de best

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

yeah…some people feel like seh dem can draw whe we energy…energy is like fire…and king Sango WALK WID DE THREE A WE…ME MANIAC AND OBARA MEJI….so therefore mek we bun a bloodcloth fire

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

helloooo…me memba dem days…cho kmt…miss me yard

Maniac
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Maniac

Hey, ennybaddy memba back home when rain fall whey wi use to do????
Mi juss si mi son come outside wid mi an go pon di sidewalk goh play inna di wata….stick race an all dem tings…..boat race? memories!!!!!

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

yes…i agree too..i had a happy childhood. and i’m trying with my kids but the upside down state make it hard sometime….but all the love and affection so them can at least memba that

Maniac
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Maniac

Very good one Obara…..I agree with you except that I DO spank my child whenever I see it fit, NOT to the point of abuse but I think sometimes it is necessary…..

On the flip side, I give him lots of love…..Hugs, kisses, piggy backs (aldoa when him si him ‘fren’ dem, him nuh waan mi liff him up….but mi tell him sey mi affi get mi kiss) AND a lot of ‘I Love Yous’……When he gets older I want him to do exactly what you said – look back and remember those hugs and feel a sense of comfort….

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