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Chanequa Chavez-Williams
Stories (5/0)
We Have the Dream 2
Born on January 15, 1929, was A Martin Luther King Jr. whom one day would share with the world a world changing outlook on how people should treat and respect each other. Which then took place August 28, 1963, where he delivered a life ending speech. Today we stand in the year of 2022 where that vision is still taking its time to settle into embracing the world with its meaning from the message. Dr. King was a Capricorn full of consideration for his people, The people of the world! My mother was two years from being birth into this world and then I came in 1986 where I dreamt of my own; A Dream as well as Martin Luther King Jr, I want to share. So, how it starts off is as a child growing up in foster care, being a witness to many fascists of abused women, men, children. Starting from within their very own homes, schools and even public outing's. Even experiencing my own share of that physical abuse from all aspects. The process of my dream at that time starts to chemically form itself unconsciously. Placing myself as direct contact to help younger children then myself as an advocate in summer youth programs like S.T.Y.L.E.S. Which'd helped children like me with issues at home or anywhere else in life. Later On, I felt like this was not all to my journey. Attending college for Criminal Justice went to school for Psychology Pre- Counseling starting in 2019. Now in 2022 I have planned to become a multi-business owner where I would like to consider all emotionally, economically displaced individuals. The rights of these individuals are unequally divided as well as stagnated. Life for these persons is harder to live successfully and because I myself went through the steps I have envisioned a place where they can be valued, educated, protected emotionally, protected by having resources that will build them rather than segregate them. Taking these steps to open a restaurant that will give these people a chance to be able to focus on one personal build up at a time as well as have that support system that is stable no matter what age you are or grow to be, this system will remain. The food offered on the menu implements health management that will help reinforce cognitive thinking, productive decision making and stable support on daily life values. Learning that when hungry or not eating right is a physical downer in itself. Not having family or friends also creates mental health slowly but surely. Just like Dr. King Jr. I want all of us to be able to have equal rights to life. A balance and fair chance at life changing opportunities by helping the world become aware of areas that are not as strong as they can be. Positivity and love help deals with this man-made disease. Usually, ignorance is the cause and effect of inequality, once the restaurant hit a level of support, I will then expand it into a club/ lounge where numerous of classes will be offered to help educate, then to hold food and clothing runs to the less fortunate as well as support groups where we will help satisfy the needs of the community. In this vision I do not have a pick of whom could be helped or who should assist in helping because as a melting pot state of NY, I believe as well; "It takes a village to raise a child". And in this case, we have many to start with. My dream to help the world with hungry, quality of life, education and just regular support systems set in place of never failing in life. Even though this is a long thought-out process in the meantime food help connects all the people that want to see a change as well. In the loving memory of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I have a dream to also help the people of the world no matter the color or their situation if I cannot offer it directly, we have each other. It not what you do today but what you can do every day that will one day at a time change someone else life for the positive. HAPPY DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING Jr. DAY
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams2 years ago in Humans
City Bound Country Stricken
City Bound Country Stricken “There was not a better time but now to leave Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.” Sarah thought aloud during an April spring day in 2014. With her head in her hands, fighting back anger and a thunderstorm of tears. Sarah was expedited from Upper Marlboro, Maryland after a physical brawl with her girlfriend. That ended up leaving Sarah doing four months in county lock up. Before Commonwealth of Pennsylvania finally picked her up for her to then do two ½ years in county prison. Finally getting out and on parole Sarah was not loving the feel of Harrisburg. Surveying every scenario in her mind from the moment her cousin told Sarah that her mother was found by the fire dep't dead by a fowl stench, up unto how other members of her life never been respecting the name of loyalty according to her chosen lifestyle. Soon enough Sarah would be 27 years old with a dying wish of what real family could have been.
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams3 years ago in Fiction
Money Moves
WHEN IT FIRST STARTED: There was no problem when Shaylynnah meet Shawn at the Hess Express two years ago. Matter of fact, within the first two years of the relationship she thought they have bonded stronger than ever, and to think about it in her mind that made her happier than ever. Shawn was a foreigner to the United States of America and Shaylynnah was a traveler, no one place was her permanent home. Fixated on Shawn being the one and only. So, when it came too renting to own a huge five-bedroom house with a basement and attic; large backyard a garage for one vehicle, A wooden broken-down fence that had faded white paint on it, plus it wrapped around the whole back of the house. It was easy for Shaylynnah to say, “this house is ‘Ours’!”. Looking into Shawn’s hazel brown eyes, assured she would never be alone again.
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams3 years ago in Humans
A Part Of My Thoughts
You cannot sit there and tell me because I am who I am, I can not have something sensible, or cannot obtain/ withhold something sensual. Just because I can dress up, where make-up head full of weave is this why I should not have QT.? Oh, okay it is a problem due to the fact my last demand is not to scorn these hands once again over make-believe.
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams3 years ago in Poets
ALittle Black Book
A LITTLE BLACK BOOK Digga was 35 years old whom lived in New York City and always took the train home too Queens; from work in lower Manhattan for the last five years. Even though Digga worked full time and mostly overnight is the reasons why it would take two hours ten minutes to get home every night. See there was a dream that Digga was passionate about and wanted to make the world a better place where happier people overpopulates’ the gruesome takeover of mental health disorders, homelessness, sadness, and most of all loneliness that is affecting our mass energy of life and mutating the people. As Digga thinks to herself she finds that her train is nearing, and she finds herself a seat when she noticed and older man having troubles finding his way down into a seat of his own. Digga asked if he may need her help by moving over or need help in general, the man chuckled and said “no” by the waving motion of his hand, he finally sat down. As the elder man and Digga pursued a conversation that had them ponder on questions that they would love to ask or find answers too about what the word alone holds as secrets, Digga noticed how the other people on the train were looking at them both.
By Chanequa Chavez-Williams3 years ago in Humans