Jenn’s Words: “Living in poverty is like being punched in the face over and over and over on a daily basis. “

Poor as Folk

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Thank you to Jenn for sharing her personal story of living in poverty right now….

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Today, I did something I never thought I’d do. I yelled at my son for being hungry. Oh sure, there are many parents nodding in agreement because they’ve done the same thing. Many have yelled at their kids for asking for one more snack right before dinner was served or for wanting to eat junk food out of boredom. That’s not why I yelled. I yelled because I didn’t have extra food to give him and I was taking my frustration out on him. He wasn’t doing anything wrong. He’s just a kid, a 7 year old who is full of energy and constantly growing. Of course he’s hungry often. That’s what kids do. However, I didn’t have enough food for anyone to have extras. Everything has to be rationed out over a week…

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Testing the effectiveness of the program on Overcoming Poverty.

“It takes nothing to stay in poverty, but everything to break free from it.”

~Idowu Koyenikan

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Ambience

Weekly Photo Challenge –  January 13,  Ambience

One of the most uplifting moments in our family life which I usually look forward to is our family dinner time.  Our youngest son Michael usually eats fast and when he’s done, he would go to the family room and plays piano.  This is the moment I keep wanting to go back to…he’s older now, trying to live his own life, but whenever he’s around, we ask him to play…

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146. Dreaming To Shoot Wild Horses

In the fall of 2016, my wife and I had a dream of visiting the Outer Banks of North Carolina where ancient horses roam free in the beaches.  My cameras were ready but we did not have enough time. Some things are meant to be.  Some aren’t.  So instead of coming home with my own photo of wild horses, I just have a photo of a photo of one of them.  Took this one in a gift shop.  I cannot wait for the opportunity to get a photo of a real one!
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