humanity
Humanity begins at home.
A little about me!
Introduction Hey there , how are you? Today you must have been scrolling around in on this platform called Vocal. In reality it is very new to me. I came across it and got a little curious about site. Then I started browsing and was amazed about it, I always was interested in writing but I honestly do not know what I could say, What I could express , and what I am willing to share. But here I am now willing to give it a try! Sorry , The name is Alberto. I am a 27 year old just trying to survive out in the world. Adulting, am I right? Well It has bee an interesting journey in my 20's as I am coming in to my last years before 30, I do not know what to expect. All I hope is to figure what 20 was suppose to offer and may then I could write about that. Right now I can just share some stuff about me. Born and raised in Atlanta , Ga ( more of the suburbs but to detailed to share). Family , my heritage comes from Mexico. Dad is from the state of Guanajuato , which is known for the mummies and caramel! As for my mom , she is from the state of Tamaulipas it is one of the border states , I believe if am remembering form the top of my head it borders most of Texas. Sadly I have not had a chance to visit moms home place but I have been to Commonfort and Celaya two cities in Guanajuato. As well as Mexico City D.F where some family lives.I have one sibling. Little side note we are lucky to be brought into this world by our strong mother. We would of had two older half siblings but that is for a different story and a reason why I always seen my mom to be a very strong women. My dad is the head of the house even if I have moved away always working , a big entrepreneur. My brother is younger than me by six years. So we talk here and there when we have a chance as he is now entering his 20's and starting out life. My career, well in my mind I have thought about doing so many things but I have decided to peruse a career in education. at the moment I work in an office at the local high school of where I live. Before hand I did retail and kept moving up the ladder but I realized it just wasn't for me. So I am in school , long story there as well. I decided to get my undergrad in Information Technology , that field is growing every day so it could be beneficial inside and outside the classroom for sure. Where My master's will be in education, I am on the fence once again on what I would like to teach but I know it won't be language arts ( did someone catch my grammar on here? , or does this get edited after submitting ) I enjoy cooking, sleeping, shopping, hanging out with friends exploring our city. Every time we go into Atlanta we are always finding new things, 27 years and I still do not know my home town LOL. Well I hope you have enjoyed this little intro because I can not think of anything else to share with y'all Take cares!
By Alberto Jimenez6 years ago in Families
Normal
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By Jade Hiltner6 years ago in Families
The Endangered Species
In light of the current events, I MUST exercise my voice for the community of black mothers and fathers raising black boys. I want to remind all of you that you have the power to empower our children with the gift of identity. It is said that "if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the results of a hundred battles...". No matter what the unlearned society may try to label them, our children must know who they are: Kings, Queens, and Heroes, by showing them who they are not: victims and villains. This is for you and yours...
By R.L. Martin6 years ago in Families
One step forward and Two steps back
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By Katrina Chamberlain6 years ago in Families
To Be Human
“It was a spring day when they came”, said Anna. “My sister Lisa and I along with many others saw the soldiers that liberated us. We were prisoners of Bergen Belsen concentration camp and many of us had come from the Auschwitz death camp in Poland. We were the only members of our family left, for the Nazis had murdered our family along with 11 million others.”
By Jim Von Schmittou6 years ago in Families
The windows that keep me safe from outside
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By Iona Del Pino6 years ago in Families
It Was, It Is, It Will Be
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By Eslieann Lefler6 years ago in Families
My Friend Gins Corner
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By Virginia Green6 years ago in Families
Life is never fair.
It's a cliche, I know, but as I sit here watching cartoons with my kids and drinking coffee, it's become clearer the older I get. As a child you're given mixed messages. "Be kind. Don't hate." but also "the real world is a cruel place. Toughen up." Which can be confusing as you get older. One thing I was always told however, was that life is never fair. I had it shouted at me, told in passing or even said it myself. Though I learned the truth behind those words at a young age, I always wished and hoped that it would be one day. When my stepfather treated me differently than my siblings simply because I wasn't his real child, I learned. When he began to beat me and tell me awful things, I learned. When my mother finally kicked him out and started the divorce process, I thought things would turn around. I thought that things would start being 'fair'. However, as we all know, it never is. I learned it more and more harshly as the years went on. Every time my mother decided to buy alcohol/pills instead of paying for heating oil. Each time my heart had been broken. When my siblings had to leave and live with their father and I stayed with my mom. When my mother chose her demons over her children. I learned.
By Chelsea Marie Riehl6 years ago in Families
