Tag: children
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Keep knowing their defeat is eminent.
When your existence is an accomplished fact, and your way of seeing things is the norm, then even if terminated, you are powerful and should still go forth staking your rightful claim as leaders of tomorrow even if today seems bleak. No need being a shadow of who you are. No falling into their trap of…
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Keep standing with science!
Eliminating health-related grants like, some in the middle of clinical trials like the Adolescent Medicine Trials Network is not only unethical, but one of the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. A nation, free, confident and proud in all of stands for, doesn’t reject science on the basis of ideology, doesn’t eject…
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Keep all that remains!
We are thinking about resilience, thinking about what remains and what ends, thinking too about who stands and who gets to thrive, not just trees or flowers or the things we plant with our bare hands, but us, our children, our most vital source of all the ways we bloom, long after we are gone.…
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Keep the many phases of motherhood!
All a mother needs for strength these days are in the eyes of those she birthed. For her, nothing remains the same and opening up is like Spring season, a moment when words start to speak on their own whether silently or loud. For her, the sun never goes down. The moon is like a…
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Keep the memories of a pandemic!
5 years later, our hair is slowly greying, bones are still wide, and life is running by without a care. From out the dark, at the beginning of the pandemic, words started to emerge from deep within as we trembled through the world. At first, they were concerned about health care workers, all those literally…
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Keep words like robins on top of branches!
There are days when you don’t know what you are doing. Three notes are written. One remains and begins like this. We need to focus, gain clarity and sweet understanding for all the things masking the guilt that follows. We write hiding from a little boy that calls our name. We stare out a window…
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Keep knowing this is life is for spinning again!
The sounds I hear this evening are of the footsteps of little boys, thuds from books dropping, clanging of tall beige blinds, opening or closing of doors, pages of books too, little boys reading out loud, on bears, about bears, that we question what we are doing here. There are cups clanging, plates too, little…
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Keep the genesis of Bloom!
About 16 years ago today, my family and I gathered together to bury my dearest father. I still vividly remember many symbols from that day. All his children for example, wore white, particularly a thick white cloth common among Delta Igbos of Nigeria, called Akwa Ocha. My dad’s burial was the first time I had…
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Keep writing books that help children see themselves!
Like many, I never intended to write children books, never even planned for my writing to be one day published as a book or for children. By the time my oldest child was in 4th grade, a brilliant little girl, who suddenly didn’t want to go to school one day, the necessity of my words…
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Keep Olisadubem or God being your guide always!
We call him Olisa. His full name if you ask is Olisadubem. But everyone calls him Olisa. The idea of naming our child after God is a treasure we will forever keep. He is as God is. Full of himself, as his ways are not ours. Still we know and see God in him, pray…
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Keep these days!
Days have minds of their own. Some days I’ll sit and listen as children sing, play, fight, then sing again. Other days, I’ll watch as they live peacefully, teaching the power of love, with blankets draped around their bodies. These days even as we wear this shadow called life, I hope to always to watch,…
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Keep your name!
If you ask, I’ll say freedom, dreams, failure, perseverance, love, community, are the reasons why I do it, give names to the vision, my papa and Onyelo, plus mama, saw when they first named me, framed me, for things good.
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 