About My Son Essays
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It was June 15, 2018, at approximately 6:52 pm l can still remember the weather vividly it wasn’t blazing hot outside but it was warm about 70 degrees and the sun was starting to set. That was when my whole life changed.. for the better l found out l was pregnant. I was scared, scared of what my family would say or think, sacred because l was only 18. 18 and in college, barely working and just getting my life...
The world is full of re-used greetings and recycled grins, like secondhand birthday cards with the names scribbled out. We are obsessed with perfection because we want what we can’t have and aim for what we can’t achieve. People worship morality, while the saints look down and curse our names. Atheists drown their sorrows in holy water and flick bible pages in Church like they flick their cigarettes in a bar. Hypocrisy stains our food, taints our water, and poisons...
The Not My Son campaign continues into its third year to promote anti-crime awareness among young African-American males, ages 12 to 24, and their families in the south St. Petersburg area during the summer. In late 2015, an occurrence of multiple violent crimes took the lives of seven young men in less than two months. Rev. Kenny Irby, director of Community Intervention for the St. Petersburg Police Department, and Mayor Rick Kriseman made a commitment to the community to “turn...
In my speech I intend to pay tribute to my son. After showing courage and bravery aboard the Essex, he deserves not only a pat on the back, but he deserves to feel the thanks from the survivors and feel their gratitude towards him. We all know him as the man who saved the crew of the Essex. The first mate who defied his captain to spare his men. These are acts of bravery, and these are what makes my...
I have three sons. My oldest Alex and youngest Cam are wonderful boys- sweet and smart and funny. They are such caring boys. I am proud to be their mother. They will do good things in the world. I love them. But then there is my son Ben*. He is fourteen and he terrifies me. I was raped one night while jogging, trying to lose baby weight by my oldest son. The man was eventually caught after he raped a...