Posts Tagged ‘ childhood ’

“Every ghetto, every city and suburban place I’ve been, makes me recall my days in the New Jerusalem”, Lauryn Hill, “Every Ghetto Every City” Yesterday as I was driving home from work, one of my favorite songs by Lauryn Hill came on. It’s always been one of my favorites because I always felt as if...
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Since I was 12 years old, I’ve had bruise on my knee that doesn’t seem to want to go away. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll probably have it for the rest of my life. Every time I look at the scar it definitely brings back the memories of how I got it. I...
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Growing up as a kid my parents divorced when I was quite young. My family & I were uprooted from our comfortable life in Upstate New York and moved to NJ. For the most part my mother had a huge support system, which included my uncles, grandmother and aunt and those who eventually became...
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