I Promise...

All day I've been stuck in bed with a cold, && headache. Ugh! The worst feeling to have is a cold in the Summer. I did my daily routines for the day : give the kids breakfast; feed my hamsters; clean the house; give the kids work; cook; check their work etc. But I didn't put my all into it today. I promised the kids that I was going to take them to the park later on when it starts to cool down. One thing my Pop told me to always keep was my  promises. But I just wasn't feeling up to it and I made my mind up that I'm just gonna stay in bed for the rest of the day and have pity for my poor little nostrils.

During the kid's nap times I usually go on You tube && listen to "Def Poetry Jam". But in this particular nap time, all I kept coming across was poetry about SLAVERY and how Harriet Tubman walked/ led people all the way from the South, but did not stop there, she walked all the way back to the South to get some more people. I started thinking to myself like "Dang! I can't even walk 3 blocks to Mc Donald's without complaining about the heat && she was walking through States.

Another poetry was talking about how the slave masters use to rape their slaves, impregnate them, and still put them back in the field to work! But now a days women walk around like pregnancy is a disability, as if they need to be pampered 24/7. Don't get me wrong, I understand there are some women that need to be put on bed rest because of medical issues, I'm fully aware of that. During slavery though, as soon as the babies came out the womb, the mother would place their babies on their backs && go back to the fields and work.

Okay so you mean to tell me a pregnant lady works harder than I do?...Hell naw! After hearing that, I quickly got my butt out of bed, pulled myself self together, and took them kids to the park. I chased them kids around the park as if I was running for the Olympics!...Not once did I sneeze, sniffle, or cough. && I have to admit  there's nothing more rewarding then seeing 3 sweaty faces smiling at you, && you knowing that you kept your promise.

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