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Huniie(Holly)
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- What type of NWO artist are you
- writer, performer, supporter, art lover, visual artist
- Who refered you to join The NWO
- Jill
- Tell us about yourself
- Abstract Painter,Spoken Word Artist, Poetess
- Your primary Website:
- http://www.hangout4artist.ning.com
So if you don't mind, I'm going to do a little story on me.........
See once there was this little girl, she had been beaten on since the age of one. She was the oldest of five children, three girls and two boys. She was born to an Indian/German father and an Irish/French mother.
Her father was a drunk and cheated on her mother. Her mother was beautiful so she couldn't figure out why he cheated on her. But see her mother was also very spoiled and expected her way all the time. She didn't clean up and only cooked for her husband.
Most of the time the children had to eat sandwiches or go next door to their grandmothers to eat.
Well see one day, the mother came up with what she thought was a great plan. She would turn her oldest daughter Jeanice, into his other woman, thus keeping him at home and it in the family. Guess what it worked, he went for it and thus, Jeanice became her fathers slave.
Jeanice was no longer able to play with her brothers and sisters, she now had to do as her master said. Nightly her mother came and got her to perform for her now "Master" and mother. Now she had other duties as well, around the house she was the "slave". It was while all of this was going on that she learned through reading she could go any where and be anyone. So one day, when it had been a particularly hard day, she decided to write it all down.
The next week in school she had to do some writing assignments, such as writing some poems, and short stories. Her eleventh grade teacher read them and insisted she become a writer.
At first she paid it no mind, but then she noticed, when things were rough, it was a great way to get things out. See she could write all she wanted and thats what she did.
As she went through different situations in life, she kept up her writings. Though she lost a lot of her writings, she did't stop. As a matter of fact it helped her through abusive relationships, times of homeliness and trails with her children. Domestic violence and rape were demons she had to fight, and fight she did through her writes. Her writing was a way of healing. As she began to reflect back over her live, she was able to write to the ones that hurt her and thus be able to forgive them.
Then in the year of 2008 she made a big move. She packed up her two boys and they caught a bus from VA to Ohio. It was a 23 hour ride, to get there and still deal with many situations. It was this same year, that she saw her writings start to change. As she grew within herself and started to love herself more, her writings began to reflect the change.
Now as the spokenword artist and poet she is, she is working on projects to help others become all that they can be. She is inspired mostly by God, her children, her experiences and her desire to help others over come. Her desire is to let others know racism is a big thing we all still deal with, along with domestic violence and self acceptance. For our youth, education and the power to be.............Encouraging all to know that you are never to old or young for your dream to come true..........
Huniie(Holly)'s Blog
Now I stand
Now I stand
I couldn't do it they said
I was a monkey
Dumb just an animal
Now I stand
No role model for the black child
I was told
Biracial was not counted
Now I stand
No longer is it the white man's fault
No longer can they deny me
No longer in depression
Now I stand
I have brought blacks and whites together
Bridged the generation gap
Slavery shaken off
Now I stand
No more mental prisons
Don't tell me what can't be done
I did it
Now I stand
One man can't make a change they say
But we did… Continue
I couldn't do it they said
I was a monkey
Dumb just an animal
Now I stand
No role model for the black child
I was told
Biracial was not counted
Now I stand
No longer is it the white man's fault
No longer can they deny me
No longer in depression
Now I stand
I have brought blacks and whites together
Bridged the generation gap
Slavery shaken off
Now I stand
No more mental prisons
Don't tell me what can't be done
I did it
Now I stand
One man can't make a change they say
But we did… Continue
Posted on January 14, 2009 at 11:12pm —
Truth
Truth
I was walking down the street one day
Just making my way
Minding my own business
About to turn that corner
When there it was
About to slap me in the face
What did I do
I ran
Slipping and sliding trying to get away from it
Just to run right into it
So what did I do
Tucked tail and ran again
Jumping over fences
Climbing under underpasses
All just to get away from Truth
What is it about Truth
I tripped as I once again tried not to face it
Until I made a mistake
I went running up a dead end s… Continue
I was walking down the street one day
Just making my way
Minding my own business
About to turn that corner
When there it was
About to slap me in the face
What did I do
I ran
Slipping and sliding trying to get away from it
Just to run right into it
So what did I do
Tucked tail and ran again
Jumping over fences
Climbing under underpasses
All just to get away from Truth
What is it about Truth
I tripped as I once again tried not to face it
Until I made a mistake
I went running up a dead end s… Continue
Posted on January 14, 2009 at 11:10pm —
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