- Dec 29, 2019
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Where should I begin, May I know myself in my youth question to ask about life.
My parents at that time were trying to take care of six children.
My brothers, three, including, I myself, and two sisters, were like gypsies, always on the move.
I never learned much in school, because of segregation it was hard, always being left back in my grades.
As I grew, I was always alone; my father never had time for me
My father was from a very old school, he works very, very hard
My mother trying to keep up with the six of us in school or at home
I had not too much interest in learning; I was a very shy kid.
At times and years before doctors did have the means to diagnose certain disorders.
Some disorder today do have the means but doesn’t work all the time.
Some disorders can be inherent or by lack of malnutrition. Years later because of many problems, as time passed by I was diagnosed with A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
I could not focus and I was always fidgety and always quiet.
They could not understand how this type of diagnosis, was not a big problem.
When I was about 3 years of age, one day I fell off a third-floor window and I fractured my head and landed on a batch of black coal that was used for the furnace the boiler, this broke my fall.
Years later in my adulthood, I had a dream, which was tossed out the window, I ask my mother what happened to me but she was silent.
Now I just endure the discomfort I needed to overcome, by enduring
It seemed that I cannot find anyone to help me in my family.
I just wanted love and attention, I was harmless.
It just made me mysterious in nature.
As I grew my family and I move from one place to another, not all at once, but throughout time.
Now I was about five years old my father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, I had ADHD.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
I loved him so much, I tried to make things better but I was just a weak kid.
Even in society.
No matter how much I tried I just kept falling backward.
For my father and me, there was no love between us at all, I guess I wasn’t the man he expected to be.
This time, I was in my teens, and my father just got his own business.
I failed many times in school, even if they didn't know about ADHD.
Love was not always there for me; my brothers felt bad and my sisters.
My father as well, always getting into trouble with my mom with his affairs
I did not understand and just kept silent.
My father put me in many programs, just not to deal with me, catholic school, programs for youth, I just kept going backward.
Not because I did what to, but of segregation. It seemed to be no hope for me.
I had gotten into trouble with truant office, just for not paying attention in school or not attending school, how could I?
If there is one God present in the family or values at that time would my families tend to not fall apart?
In Eph 6:1-4 (KJV) Honor thy father and mother; (which is the first commandment with promise ;) That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.
And, ye fathers provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and the admonition of the Lord.
My father had many chances to prosper but without love in my family or in any family, we just become strangers as we got older.
My father never share any time with me or took me out to any pall games I saw other fathers that were dads took out their children’s, not encouraging me in anything, but that I should seek understanding, and not live with any role models in my life, but all I learn from life was is hardship and affection, no love in my family, but my love within myself.
My father did not change and was still drinking alcohol very badly and other things.
It made me so very unhappy, as months went by.
I could not do anything to make any things to make things better with my father.
Again, he started again to abuse me and my family; No one could not help us.
My father was always angered, it was too much for me, alcohol changes my personality I did something I should not have done, but I defended my family. I rebelled, against my father; all my life he calls me names.
My heartfelt for my family
I said that I could accept the abuses of my family and that I will not allow him to hurt us anymore.
I could express my feeling as a family member.
This time I stood up to my father, and he raises his hand to hit me, for some reason I kneeled before him, said please Dad stop instead My father took me in despair and cast me out of my home, never to return.
I had nothing; I lost my family forever!
This time I spent eight long years of my life living in the back street ghetto of the world just lost in the big cities of America
It was the hardest, and the worst time, and years of my life.
More things happen to be out there in the world and my family as well.
Many times, I try to make things better for myself, but he would never change.
this is just a little thing, but great hardship, it refining, trials, chastising Hebrews 127
though all I have gone of in my life didn't end my Testimony continues through trials and tribulations
it is what I received from God, through Christ, and received by the Holy Spirit
please my life is not a sideshow, it is a Testimony to Christ, whom I represented on the Day of Atonement
as it should be
Jer. 33:3
My parents at that time were trying to take care of six children.
My brothers, three, including, I myself, and two sisters, were like gypsies, always on the move.
I never learned much in school, because of segregation it was hard, always being left back in my grades.
As I grew, I was always alone; my father never had time for me
My father was from a very old school, he works very, very hard
My mother trying to keep up with the six of us in school or at home
I had not too much interest in learning; I was a very shy kid.
At times and years before doctors did have the means to diagnose certain disorders.
Some disorder today do have the means but doesn’t work all the time.
Some disorders can be inherent or by lack of malnutrition. Years later because of many problems, as time passed by I was diagnosed with A.D.H.D.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
I could not focus and I was always fidgety and always quiet.
They could not understand how this type of diagnosis, was not a big problem.
When I was about 3 years of age, one day I fell off a third-floor window and I fractured my head and landed on a batch of black coal that was used for the furnace the boiler, this broke my fall.
Years later in my adulthood, I had a dream, which was tossed out the window, I ask my mother what happened to me but she was silent.
Now I just endure the discomfort I needed to overcome, by enduring
It seemed that I cannot find anyone to help me in my family.
I just wanted love and attention, I was harmless.
It just made me mysterious in nature.
As I grew my family and I move from one place to another, not all at once, but throughout time.
Now I was about five years old my father started to drink alcohol and started to abuse me, and because he could not understand my behavior, I had ADHD.
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder at that time.
I loved him so much, I tried to make things better but I was just a weak kid.
Even in society.
No matter how much I tried I just kept falling backward.
For my father and me, there was no love between us at all, I guess I wasn’t the man he expected to be.
This time, I was in my teens, and my father just got his own business.
I failed many times in school, even if they didn't know about ADHD.
Love was not always there for me; my brothers felt bad and my sisters.
My father as well, always getting into trouble with my mom with his affairs
I did not understand and just kept silent.
My father put me in many programs, just not to deal with me, catholic school, programs for youth, I just kept going backward.
Not because I did what to, but of segregation. It seemed to be no hope for me.
I had gotten into trouble with truant office, just for not paying attention in school or not attending school, how could I?
If there is one God present in the family or values at that time would my families tend to not fall apart?
In Eph 6:1-4 (KJV) Honor thy father and mother; (which is the first commandment with promise ;) That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth.
And, ye fathers provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and the admonition of the Lord.
My father had many chances to prosper but without love in my family or in any family, we just become strangers as we got older.
My father never share any time with me or took me out to any pall games I saw other fathers that were dads took out their children’s, not encouraging me in anything, but that I should seek understanding, and not live with any role models in my life, but all I learn from life was is hardship and affection, no love in my family, but my love within myself.
My father did not change and was still drinking alcohol very badly and other things.
It made me so very unhappy, as months went by.
I could not do anything to make any things to make things better with my father.
Again, he started again to abuse me and my family; No one could not help us.
My father was always angered, it was too much for me, alcohol changes my personality I did something I should not have done, but I defended my family. I rebelled, against my father; all my life he calls me names.
My heartfelt for my family
I said that I could accept the abuses of my family and that I will not allow him to hurt us anymore.
I could express my feeling as a family member.
This time I stood up to my father, and he raises his hand to hit me, for some reason I kneeled before him, said please Dad stop instead My father took me in despair and cast me out of my home, never to return.
I had nothing; I lost my family forever!
This time I spent eight long years of my life living in the back street ghetto of the world just lost in the big cities of America
It was the hardest, and the worst time, and years of my life.
More things happen to be out there in the world and my family as well.
Many times, I try to make things better for myself, but he would never change.
this is just a little thing, but great hardship, it refining, trials, chastising Hebrews 127
though all I have gone of in my life didn't end my Testimony continues through trials and tribulations
it is what I received from God, through Christ, and received by the Holy Spirit
please my life is not a sideshow, it is a Testimony to Christ, whom I represented on the Day of Atonement
as it should be
Jer. 33:3