This Most Likely Will Be My Last Video
It kinda sucks being me on days like today. Cuz I don't catch on to most thinks right away; but when I do I have it for life. Just like being a poor, pre-kandian, distend to fight for the rest of my life against the system that has put my family down since colonization.
I hate the fact that I am who am when it comes to certain things like being old, homeless, unemployed and facing this destiny of existing only from pay check to pay cheque.
Just like I hate the fact that my chance of winning anything are limited because of my age, skin color and lack of colonist education.
All the education have I has been at the school of hard knocks and through being denied access. There was time in my life when I did get recognition for something that I did not have to fight for when I was in grade 2 or 3 when I got a recognition a ward for having a whole year of perfect attendance. This award was only a once in a life award that I have never experience again.
Now I find out that I have not meet the expectations of more people that I am feeling like a piece of shit because I am finding myself in tears for no real valid reason and feeling like I have failed once again. Only this time I have failed because I was beginning to like my job and it was a job that I could possible worked my way out of poverty and had a very late career change.
Not being able to learn in acceptable fashion because as I know all to well that I have to continue to live, help pay my share of the bills and keep up the fight for the injustice for people like myself who do not have the education, the finical dollars, nor the computer now on how to fix our own problems like we are force to do when we live on the streets.
Now I am being forced to look for alternatives again. Which for a person with my limited skills doesn't come easy because society has a set pace for only one destination and that does not have room for people like me. People like me are old dogs who need a lot more support then what society is willing to offer. The treasures we have are only valuable treasures to us.
So on this note I want to say I am very sorry to everyone at HN for letting you down as a outreach worker.
Take the risk
Dear Rose,
Lise here. For some reason my entries say it is you. Perhaps a glitch from the excellent presentation last week by Irene Faulkner and Catherine Bois-Parker where I lent the group my laptop. Maybe my IP address makes homelessnation think I am you?
Anyway, just read your very sad entry. Rose, you are amazing, a pillar of strength, the reason some people get up in the morning.
You've come a long way baby and you will continue to do great things as a Victoria City Councillor. You walk the talk and you rock. Tomorrow is another day to work out glitches and forge ahead. Good people cry. You told Sonya Chandler and Charlayne Thornton-Joe that and it applies to you too. Here's a big hug to everyone who is feeling crummy tonight. Good work is usually under appreciated and often hurts. But it saves us all.
Vote Rose Henry!
Rose;
Breathe, cry, and remember that the Creator works in some mighty mysterious ways. Talk to you soon I hope.
Kristen.
thanks that is exactly what I have been doing for hours now. Crying softly and prayong for the courage and strength to carry on and accepting that I am no longer apart of HN out reach. Put I do plan on tryong my best to empower the homeless to take what ever actions they can, including speaking out.
I would like to connect with you before monday. This is going to be a very busy day.
Take the risk