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If all parents claim to be great and the best parents, just where do their children learn all the ugly attitudes?

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This recent video below left this thought on my mind. As a parent, I know that children may still end up doing what they want and exhibiting certain individual traits that would probably drive their parents crazy, I however strongly believe that nurture greatly shapes a child.

This lady is shaping her son to grow up as a racist. Apparently, his health is the least of her priorities since she chose racism over that.

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Today’s featured blogs posts are:

Do step in and show some love.

Do you want more eyes on your words?’

Experience Simple experiences bring out who we are and the true colour of those around us. I enjoyed reading this post.

Racists are stupid – spoiler alerts You’ve been warned! I didn’t think I would read this post word for word, but I read the entire thing, laughed out loud severally and shook my head in the obvious lack of common sense displayed by people who lay claims to high  IQ. Enjoy reading.

There are none so blind A calm, wise post, to say the least, in face of the way we live today with political rage, paranoia, conspiracy theories and what not.

Familiar stranger This is set to be a scintillating, steamy romance. Read on.

Love Lost Kind of a sad poem, however, as an old married lady (almost 17 years) there are days we feel out of sorts and just not feeling the lovey-dovey stuff. A bar of chocolate or glass of wine, a good read, and a goodnight’s sleep helps 😉

Dealing with your fear. I hope you know that fear that dogs your life can be dealt with? Follow me through the series of getting a grip on those fears and living your life as fully as you can.

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‘We create a cohesive community when we come together.

Diversity no. 1…Every day beautiful people #67

“It’s time for parents to teach young people early on, that in diversity, there’s beauty and there’s strength.” Maya Angelou

“No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes naturally to the human heart than its opposite.” Nelson Mandela

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The World is made beautiful by its diversity. We must learn to embrace the fact that others are different and have a right to be.

We should never allow the evil antics of misguided few to dictate how we relate as humans.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

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From the very first poem, “Dreams,” this book captivates with passionate and perceptive words. Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha captures a broad expanse of the human experience in this book of richly layered poems.

Out of the silent breath

Let Go and Live!…

Crime, Blood, Offence, Misstep, Face, Eye, Black

Until we let go

of all the hatred

and embrace

the light of love

DARKNESS

will remain a companion.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

May perpetual light shine on the souls of the departed in Orlando, and may their families find the grace to heal.”


Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

Stars, Five Stars, Logo, Icon, Symbol, Five, Rating

She is amazing at describing love and life in her poems. She creates such beautiful images with her words. Truly, she is a talented writer and I’m so excited to have her poetry book and to continue reading through it.

Out of the silent breath

Closing the gap…

 

They called it an ugly name

They called it Slave trade

It was man’s inhumanity to fellow man

An injustice that took so many and destroyed the human spirit

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They called  it by a fancy name

They called it The Holocaust

A horrific history

Of the evil machinations of men

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They called it by a fancy name

They called it apartheid

It was the great divide

That was strictly applied

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They gave it a fancy name

They called it genocide

It was monstrous and intensified

An attempt to cast aside and to nullify

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They have given it a fancy name

It is called racism

Which is just a term applied

To subjugate and sub-divide

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Each of these fancy names

Has created huge gulfs

Among the human race

That leaves us mortified

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How do we ever bridge

This great divide?

For the bridge across

Is a long, treacherous walk away from home.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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When One Finger Picks Oil….

Blanket Race or Religious castigating remarks always feed off the wilful, ugly actions of the misguided among us in society. Nelson 2

These actions earn names and virulent comments from those who perfect the act of positing themselves as armchair judges, pointing fingers, pontificating and lumping people under labels.

In fairness to others, we should learn to stop herding and lumping people into categories to suit our lack of open-mindedness and to satisfy our cravings for ”I told you so’s” as is the case of an African proverb that says “when one finger picks palm oil, it spreads to the rest.”

It is a given and natural phenomenon that the influence of one’s upbringing and society will not only rub off on them, but will dictate and shape their views, behavioral tendencies and if this is the case, then it stands to reason that the individual is not necessarily to blame for how they turn out, but the society at large and their upbringing.

Who are society? We! We form society and not aliens from Mars.

What have we done as a society to improve these situations that we find ugly, which keeps perpetuating itself until they are fast replacing the normal with the abnormal?

Since we are too busy being politically correct, we are all to blame.

If we truly love and want to change our World as much as we claim, is this not then the time to stop playing Possum and to stop hiding our heads in the sand?

Is it not yet time for Muslim leaders to stand as one voice and castigate the bad eggs who perpetrate evil in the name of  Islam?

Is it not yet time for the people to question the status-quo and raise eyebrows at those who do these so-called brainwashing?

Is it not yet time for Christians to open their hearts and express that love that we profess?

Is it not yet time for every Religious leader worth his salt to speak up and condemn these inhumane practices and other behavioural tendencies that hurts the society at large?

Or, have they lost their essence as the salt of the Earth?

Is it not time for the arm-chair pontificators to get off their butts and do something more useful other than to be judgmental?

Let us steadfastly attempt in seeking positive ways to do better things for the benefit of our society and not by the spate of ugly words spouting off peoples mouth all over the place.

Today, I will share these African proverbs with you, which should help us realize that our little works can have ripple effects since we are not in isolation and that:

”It takes a village to raise a child.’

”If your child is dancing clumsily, tell him, my child you are dancing clumsily. Don’t not tell him “darling, do as you please.”

”A child is what you put inside him.”

”One should shout when a child comes home with a stolen egg, otherwise the day he comes with a stolen ox, it will be too late.”

We are society. Let us stand for the truth.

Thank you Chape for providing the opportunity to enjoy ruminating over these proverbs. I would encourage you to visit his blog. You will find lots of useful fitness tips and neighbourliness.

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