Puberty is not permission……

“Harassment is one of puberty’s darkest, most unreported rites of passage.”

Rachel Simmons

We live in a world that puberty is the age when the world thinks its okay for a child to make adult decision or be looked upon as an adult….

Puberty is not permission….

To touch

To stare

To experiment

To take advantage of

To belittle

To disregard

To be released into a cruel world alone

To be left to your own decision making

Working with children I see and hear far too much when children are crossing over into a realm they have never experienced before. Children need the talk and guidance before they get to puberty when their hormones are their go to for emotional and physical understanding.

Decision making is hard enough as an adult but can you imagine how it was when you were a child. What happened when someone left you to figure things out for yourself?

Watching the news and being on social media it is disheartening to see how many young people we are losing because of violence perpetrated towards them or them doing to someone else because no one took the time to explain this new moment in life to them.

Puberty is not permission for a child to become prey like they are animals. Puberty is not permission for you to use your sexuality to gain what you want because no one taught you different. Time to teach what puberty is again…….

 

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The art of trying to be perfect

The art of trying to be perfect

“Imperfection inspires invention, imagination, creativity. It stimulates. The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive.”
Jhumpa Lahiri

We look to be perfect in everything we do but only because we take a measuring stick and compare it with others.

The moment you stop comparing, you will see how you can take your imperfect moments and turn them into a moment of reflection, correction and redirection.

I call myself a creative imperfect clothes designer. When I get in front of my machine my imagination will just go wild. The moment that I get stuck trying to create I decide to open up YouTube to find a video that will give me the boost I need to get me back on track.

I like to do things quickly so I will find the quickest video that can give me some ideas because if it is over 7 to 10 minutes they will lose me. After studying this video over and over again I turn it off and tell myself you got this. After spending 4 hours some times trying to create what they did in 10 minutes give or take some time because they fast forward the video I look at the end results and get frustrated.

“The eye always fills in the imperfections.”
Rabih Alameddine

I know I am not alone when I say what the heck did I just do as I beat myself up with words because I just created the perfect MESS! However, after I reflect, correct and redirect my whole purpose of why I started I tell myself stop comparing and be an original. We have to have an example to follow but never use the example as the measuring tool of perfection.

My best work comes after my imperfect moments. The art of being perfect is to stop trying to be something you will never be.  Accept the imperfections and grow from them.

 

Ms Angie

Invaluable?!

“How good something is should never be determined by its cost, designer, origin, or its perceived value by others.”
Ashly Lorenzana

depression

Reaching to find the value of herself in the jungle of her thoughts she lost her footing and slowly began to succumb to the words of others.

 

You’re not good enough

You’re not pretty enough

Change your hair

Don’t wear that

You’re too dark

You’re too thin

You’re not smart enough

Why do you talk like that

You’re hair is ugly

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The words were too much so she decided life was not worth living. She heard the voices tell her to just end it all because no one would care but some one took the time to show her she was valuable!

It was not measured with how she looked! It was not measured by how she spoke! It was not measured by what she wore!

There was not a tool that could measure her value because GIRL you’re invaluable!

 

 

Ms Angie

Respect Yourself!

“Never violate the sacredness of your individual self-respect” Theodore Parker

  Life is about ownership! I own my thoughts, I own my moods, I own my behavior and I own my actions.

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So why would I release my ownership to someone else’s opinion of me. Never lose the self-respect you have for yourself to be given to someone who do not know how to properly respect you.

 

 

 

 

 

We Are Monsters

We Are Monsters

Clemsy's Other Corner

My daughter was literally deemed “behind” and put into AIS (Academic Intervention Services) within a month of starting kindergarten because she didn’t know her alphabet yet.

We are monsters.

Yesterday it was, “Arkansas bill would cut school lunch funding over reading scores.”

Today it was, “The Case for Old School Kindergarten: Why we need to Let Our Kids Play.

And my outrage at how we treat our smallest, most vulnerable children has been fully triggered. Again.

She came home last week one day crying because at the end of the day most of the kids went outside to play for recess and she missed half of it because she didn’t finish her work.

My ex-wife and I are both educators. I spent most of my 32 years in the classroom as a special education teacher. I know about child development. I know about learning theory…

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As she poured from her cup…..

“There is no envy, jealousy, or hatred between the different colors of the rainbow. And no fear either. Because each one exists to make the others’ love more beautiful.”
― Aberjhani,

colors

She never came empty handed her cup was always pouring…….

She knew she was creating a rainbow of colors all from different mixtures of life…..

She knew her rainbow would not just have the traditional colors so she was equipped to take a little of this and mix with a little of that to come up with the perfect colors…..

As she poured from her cup…..

She realized that some colors would be harder to blend and she didn’t want them to stand out so she added some softness of her tint and hue to it……

She took the petri dish and gently mixed the colors together so that one color would not outshine the other….

She added a dab of this and a dab of that because her goal was a beautifully blended rainbow that would reflect agape in the purest form

As she poured from her cup……

She knew in order for the rainbow to do what it was intended to do she had to let each color know you were chosen with a purpose and goal in mind

She knew that the beauty of the rainbow was better reflected when each color took its rightful place

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We needed something to express our joy, our beauty, our power. And the rainbow did that.”

Gilbert Baker

 

Dedicated to Pastor Robyn Langston

Angela Lambert

Broken pieces

broken pieces

Is that all you see?

But you don’t know what she endured at the age of three.

First it was her heart

Then it was her trust

No one came to save her but if you must…

Her innocence was stolen from the start and all she tried to to do was give everyone her heart

The silent screams and fear in her eyes

All while she held in the cries

You judge what you see

But in her mind she’s still three

The fight of her life all begin then

But yet you judge her for giving in

She used the only tools she had

And now the whole world is mad

Don’t label her a slut

Don’t call her a hoe 

Don’t say she’s too easy

Because you don’t know her reasoning

Gently grab her by her hand and help love her back

Because one piece at a time is all it takes to get her back on track

Angela Lambert

 

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