Posts Tagged ‘Bwashena Witherspoon’
When my father was granted parole…
When my father was granted parole….. Hallelujah!!!!! was all I could say. It was like the road that never was supposed to end, but finally there was an end and a new beginning for us all. With a green light that said just go. The best feeling ever!
Our relationship has grown stronger. We have really gotten a chance to get to know each other as who we are completely. Everyday is still a growing moment.
I am very proud of my father for the work that he does in the community. He changes peoples lives and inspires them.
Doing the motivational speeches with my father were very uplifting. I would love to see the effect that it had on the people we were speaking to. The questions that were asked. I enjoyed the fact of how we would change at least one person’s thought process.
I mostly tell others to stay focused on their goals.Do their best and be the best at all times. Never be a follower, always a leader. There will always be others to follow you even when you do not want them to. Whether it is a family member, friend, or just someone that is impressed by your style of being who you are. Show people what you are made of, not where you came from.
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Feeling Different
Growing up, was always as if I was the only one with family in jail. I always felt like I was the only one with a parent in jail, then one day my cousin’s father went to jail, but our experiences were totally different.
I know I am different having to grow up with a father behind bars. If he could have been there (home), the push and drive that he would give me over the phone and through mail, I know would have been enforced much harder. The hard head that I had, would have been easily softened up. I could have opened doors for others. Not like it is too late, I am just saying…….
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Communicating With a Father in Angola Prison
The way that I communicated with my father when he was in prison were though letters. We would write each other all the time. H would call at least twice a week when I was younger. He told me that when I first born he would tell my mother to put the phone to my ear and he would read to me or tell me a poem.
The words of wisdom that my father would write to me were so inspirational. Those words and poems helped me stay focused. His experiences helped me to keep a cool head and a clear and peaceful mind. Even though I did get into a little trouble growing up, I knew what was needed of me. It helped me to begin to write words of wisdom and to always try to uplift others.
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