Written in my Poverty Journey Journal - seventh week, sixth day
One blogger got me to thinking again when he wrote about these puppets on a string. He didn’t call them that. He called them far worst names than I will mention since I am trying to bless more than curse. I have to talk about my own condition in this respect, however.
Some people are influenced by Fox, CNN, or MSNBC, but I am that person at the end of the sting or should I say I enjoy listening to TJMS.
That show is like reading Jet—“If it’s not in Jet according to my Aunt, it isn’t true.
I abide by the TJMS. I quote them like the right wing quote FOX or the left wing quote MSNBC.
So when TJMS personalities said, "Children don’t want games, they want IPODS--
And children don’t want DVD, they want gift cards,
where they can choose their own music or movies--"
My paranoia kicked in full blast.
I thought about MYPAL and smiled--
He always knew that I am a little touched, thank you!
But like Tavis Smiley I digressed,
I got to thinking, I better go by SAM’s and pick up an Ipod32G
For the grand. I don’t want her to be disappointed this Christmas.
And I did.
And I did take it back.
OMG, WWPPD?
I already know what poor people would do for Christmas?
So I don’t have to ask, WWPPD?
I think I remember those days very well. But I don’t ever remember feeling so much pain in my shoulder, neck, and head. It’s not a headache, like migraines- it’s something else.
When I worked in McRae’s, purses were popular with poor people.
The more they cost, the more poor people had to have them—Brand name meant everything—At that time it was DUCKHEAD or was it?
So long ago, I forgot. I do remember asking myself,
"How do they do this?"
And there children, had to have “Jordans”.
They lined up, little or no space between them, paying for the most expensive shoes on Earth.
Last week, I returned a camera I had ordered, knowing that I had no job, I had to take it back. Gas is more important than taking pictures.
But today, that feeling came over me again.
I thought,
"What if I go into Sam’s , buy the grand exactly what she wants and to hell with what’s left?"
Christmas comes only once a year, as I slapped the real reason for the season to the back of my brain. So I bought the Ipod 32G, or whatever that thing is that cost every bit of what was left on my card.
I thought I would be soothe by the gesture.
This pain came over me!
At first, I thought it was because I saw this old man standing on the side of the road in the rain begging for money. I did go back all the way around, trying to get to that place on the highway before he left. I had five dollars. That was more than he probably had by now and it had started to rain hard.
When I got back around, after going into Sam’s, mind you--
He was gone. I guess I could have just gotten the gas I needed--But no, I had to go into the store, also. That’s where this feeling came over me to appease my grand--
By buying this expensive gift--The type of gift I would have brought if I had been working and saving up for such an expensive gift.
Well to made a long story even longer,
I missed the poor old defenseless man begging on the side of the road in the rain. I came home with the expensive gift, and I was sick--Racked with pain.
I decided,
"I will return this expensive gift tomorrow."
There’s has to be a better way to feel good on Christmas Day!
"So poor people get this kind of pain?"
I can’t remember!
I guess the most important question should have been,
"Did the old defenseless man begging for money on the side of the road ever get out of the rain?"
Written in my Poverty Journey Journal - Seventh week, Fifth day
But Wait,
Before I took the Ipod32G back, I showed it to my grand.
I said, “This is what an IPOD looks like, it cost 360 dollars. I can’t afford it right now. But I want you to know when I can afford it, I will get it for you and I hope you are not too disappointed."
This would be the first Christmas, I would not be able to afford much.
Last Christmas, I was blessed to give my grandchildren the lastest electronics.
Wait a minute,
Now that I think about it,
My grandchildren were most excited about the hoola hoops I brought for them last year.
It’s confirmed!
My grand tacked a list on the wall—The Ipod32G had been scratched.
My resolution for 2011,
Remove the string, and think for myself!
Gotta go purchase what she really wants,
Art supplies, guitar strings, and--
can someone tell me where to find an ice cream machine this time of year?
Merry Christmas and God bless your New Year!
