It has finally reached the time of the year when many of us are thinking about what gifts to give for Christmas. For some, choosing a gift for a friend, family member, husband or wife is easy. However, there are others that are brought to a boiling point when the gift-giving season comes around. Understandably, Christmas season has the potential to be very stressful and thought provoking, especially if you get caught in the position of choosing a gift for someone that enjoys the “finer things” of life. If you are in a similar predicament, don’t worry help is on the way. I’ve taken the liberty of putting together a list of four suggestions on how to shop for someone that enjoys expensive items.
Buy what you can afford
Let’s face it! You have bills to pay and basics necessities to purchase before and after the gift-giving season. If after State, Federal, Johnson Day Care Center, Social Security and Medical taxes have been deducted from your paycheck you can only afford to give a gift that cost Ten Untied States dollars. Buy it, and don’t leave yourself penniless or depress after Christmas just because you wanted to please a materialistic individual. Read More
by: Latoya Lewis
If we look around us the truth is very adamant and plain to see that our country is at war our religions have fake prophets and our children are dying more and more by the dozens. There is out breaks of unknown diseases and powerful attacks nation wide from terrorists and people who think they can change the world by using their bodies as human bombs.
The economy is at an all time low since the famous great depression. People are losing their worldly possessions at the drop of a dime because there is no money to feed their families. If we take a look at ourselves just for one moment and do some research and notice for one moment that these are signs that God said it would be earthquakes in diverse places and famine and disease that we would have no cure for. We have children being robbed of their youth fathers are no longer looking at their children like their own and spouses are more and more committing adultery. Read More
Monday morning, mommy gets up at around 6am to prepare breakfast for her kids not fully aware of what was larking on at the steps of our house. Four strange guys fully dressed in army clothing stood on our steps equipped with high powered M16 Rifles and hand guns. Half asleep and half awake I got out of bed with the intention of doing my daily morning ritual. Take a bath, wash my face and brush my teeth.
I passed my mother in the kitchen cooking breakfast and said Good Morning Mommy. Yuh ready fi eat breakfast yet, she asked. I replied, mi nuh ready yet mommy ? mi haffi guh wash mi face and brush mi teeth first. Ok, but bcase n? com? eat sumting before yuh get ready fi school, she said.
Still a little dazed from waking up I stumbled towards the door and slowly started to undo the locks and then I proceeded to open to door. To my surprised were four strange guys standing on my steps looking as if they were looking for someone to kill. So I slowing started closing the door while hoping that they didn?t notice that someone had seen them. As I slowly closed the door I heard the zinc fences at the back of my yard making an extremely loud noise. It sounded as if someone was trying to break it down, climb over or kick their way though. Read More
by: Lia Thomas
I had known her since high school days. We use to eat lunch together, pair up in gym class, have double dates every other weekend, and occasionally do the sleep over thing at each others house. We both graduated high school with honors, and each earned a full scholarship to the college of our choice. We’d spent that last summer after graduation ‘living it up’ since we knew that our time together was limited. At the end of that time, though infrequently, we’d felt certain and promised that we would see each other again. We’d parted ways, with stars in our eyes and lofty goals in our minds to be the best in our professional and personal lives.
But the unthinkable happened 5 years later. I received a call from my dear friend’s mother one morning, and what she told me made me slump onto my sofa: my friend had been beaten beyond recognition by her boyfriend of 3 years, and was in critical condition in the hospital. Read More