The Good Ole Days

It feels good seeing the growth of the site, If i could personally thank each and every one of you I would. I've been taking a few request and one of the topics I received was Welfare. (Jolli a comment would be nice ) I couldn't touch this topic w/o talking about one of the only ladies I ever truly loved. My Mother. You see i grew up in the projects of New Jersey where 2 things ruled... Welfare & Drugs.
You see a typical morning for me was waking up to morning cartoons and a bowl of No Frill cornflakes. Looking back I never knew I was poor, b/c everyone ate Fruit O's for breakfast. But this morning was special, it was the 3rd of the month so we actually had Kellogg's Frosted Flakes. I pulled my bowl out of the dish rack, noticing 3 roaches scatter, I paid them no mind I was used to them by now. I poured my bowl of cereal and began to eat. The Smurfs was on, and right as Gargamel was about to start fucking w/ the Smurfette & Lazy Smurf (Who I think wasn't so much lazy just a chronic weed head) I looked down into my bowl of frosted flakes and saw a baby roach. It took me 10 years to eat flakes again. Being on Welfare was like that, even when you get a treat you still get tricked.
After about the 15th when everybody was broke again, and the food stamps started to run out you got to go outside more and play w/ your crew. We would ride our bikes, most of them stolen, stripped down and spray painted for obvious reasons. One afternoon, I was out in the streets riding bikes and doing tricks and shit, see my bike had a flat so I had to borrow one of my boys bikes... the bike w/ no breaks. The kind you had to put your foot in the back tire to make it come to a stop. SO we are racing and I'm winning and I'm getting amped up b/c like Kanye, I never win... and while i'm looking back talking shit, my friend yells watch out... I'm going full speed right into a brick wall so i do what any kid would do... I put my feet on the ground... but only it didn't stop the bike keep doing crashing into the wall. I walked w/ a limp for the rest of the month i swear.
But as I look back I love my life now, I've come along way from that kid w/ the extra curly hair and the cheap sneakers. I'm a writer who is read all over the world, I have readers in Europe, Germany and Korea. I plan to blog from the top of the Eiffel Tower one day. WiFi But life if great thanks for asking. Welfare can be used as a good thing a tool to help people lives get better I was blessed w/ a strong mother and a great brain. Thanks God.