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My Essentials To have my Independence

I need my essentials of independence to have the possibilities of moving back home. But too, I need it to be safe and secure in my hometown apartment. I need a good amount of surveillance outside of my property. And I need to have the racist RCMP to protect me. But they wouldn't because they don't want to get into fights with these bad asses. But anyways I need my essentials of independence to thrive in Mawita'mk Society: are my physical muscular fitness, daily routines, hominess, my second transplant kidney, my full driver's license, my job back, my trade and truck. And I need my NSCC Plumbing Certificate and NSCC Cooking Certificate, to get two Red Seals hanging on my wall. I want to have my BA degree from Cape Breton University and ISSA-CANADA Cleaning Management Institute Custodial Technician Training Certificate. I want to have all these credentials and careers. I need my essentials of independence to live, thrive and flourish. I want to have a career, a full dri...

I Have a Good Group Home

I know that I've lived a rich life with my stepfather, by myself and with Mawita'mk Society. I know that through the various pains and different ways I was beaten. I know that I'd tried to earn my way. I know that I wanted to invest in my own apartment. And I was earning my way instead of scheming off of Tully. I knew that I could have a good reputation of being a hard worker. But I am on dialysis and have to keep up with my health. I was taught all these coping skills and to accept all walks of life, with the seven sacred teachings. Still I struggle with my father Vincent. I just need space and he is giving that. I was taught forgiveness and healing but I know that I don't want to deal with my real father. A real father would understand somebody like me. A real father would accept me in every contexts. I know that I want to live my life how I see fit. I want to enjoy my adulthood and independence. I want to be left alone and don't want the constant calling. I don...

The Canadian Psycho

I am Aboriginal and the people in power care less for me than what White Supremacy believes. The cruelty of the people in power are what I cannot stand. I know that we have a few Aboriginals in our Parliament. But I feel that I've lived an rich life because of so many Aboriginal people today have contributed to my life. In this racist, abusive and cruel society known as Canada. I haven't got a woman, a career, a full driver's license and truck. I am less desirable for the beauties that I cannot get because my fathers want a young fine thing. I know that I'm no one of such significance. I know that I want to earn my way in this world but I'm on dialysis and I have to wait for the Transplant kidney committee to decide my fate. I know that I want to show my work this time around and have a good understanding of cooking, plumbing and cleaning in We'koqma'q community. I know that I an no significance in We'koqma'q community because I haven't really ...

What a Home Means to Me

I love where I am at but if I had a choice I would choose Eskasoni. That way I could have all the services and benefits of Eskasoni. I know that I feel enriched with my stepfather, Billy Morrison. I know that he has created my sense of a healthy, happy home. I know that I don't see color and I know that I see the heart of my family. A home means to me a roof over my head, with all my stuff, things and spiritual items. I know that I have a good home because I get three meals a day, a good sense of adult freedom and liberty. And a good companies and good music. I know that I never had any fathers encourage me in any way. They are tough but my stepfather shown sensitivity to my needs. He knew that I needed a father that would empathize and have compassion. Both of my fathers love me but there is a dignity of love with my stepfather( with a dirty mind). But father Vincent Syliboy senior is a little abrasive and annoying, not too much because I know he is doing all this with love. Tha...

Essentials I Need To Move Out

In order to move back to Eskasoni, there are several things that are needed before I do move back. If I was to move back to my old hometown community. First and foremost, I need my second kidney. Before anything happens I need my second transplant kidney. And the second thing I need is my full driver's license. I know that none of my fathers would help me out. But my sisters. I have to protect them much as I can. And get my full driver's license when I get my second kidney. That is the firs thing I'm going to get or either I'm going to move out. I know that Darlene doubts that and I know that I could thrive off of that. Darlene wants to doubt in confidence, more like arrogance. She would have me in jail before I can move out. Maybe I'm blowing this out of proportion but it seems that I cannot move out of here when I want. I know that I don't get any respect for wanting to move out. But I know that if I was to move I should have my full driver's license, BA...

A Tough Worker with a Sense of Purpose and Humor

Okay! I am a tough worker with a sense of purpose and humor in We'koqma'q community. I know that I don't complain because work is work. The philosophy of Dignity of Labour and my stepfather taught me not to discriminate no matter what job the person had. I know that I was taught that a "job is a job" philosophy, is actually the Dignity of Labour philosophy. And in that I shouldn't discriminate no matter what job a person has. It could be a profession, occupation, job or work. The respect is still going to be there. With that said I am a tough worker with a good sense of purpose and humor because I've worked with people that did somewhat understood my conditions. As long as you respect the job, you don't have to respect the person. But respect comes along with it anyways. You learn that this socioeconomic community is something that you contribute to, take pride in the job and enjoy the perks. You will learn to enjoy the job you have. It's called ...

Hopefulness

I am hopeful that I could get my second kidney. And with those possibilities I could get my own apartment, my own full driver's license and truck. First though I need a job. And I'm hopeful for that too. I know that I get dialysis in the morning at every Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. It's the first of the year and I cannot go see my family. Covid-19 pandemic and three cases in We'koqma'q community. Where I have to stay here for the duration of Christmas. Still waiting on my Christmas bonus, birthday present from Curly and Christmas. I should be happy because I don't have to do anything right now because of Covid-19. There is a new variant and it's Christmas. I hope that I could get my Christmas bonus and buy my stuff on my Amazon cart. I know that Rosie is going to update us on Monday. And in that we are going to stay home. It's a likelihood that we are going to stay home. I know that I don't have to hustle but simply save up. I don't alwa...

Suspicious Minds

I know that I feel happy here and in that I don't want to be stuck on that happiness like a deepening complacency. Where I feel comfortable and complacent. I want to be healthily happy and full of contentment because I an getting my new second kidney.  And have all the possibilities available. If that was something. I know with the possibilities and potentials of having a new second kidney, I would enjoy my freedom in that way. With getting credentials and licenses. I would enjoy my time in Cape Breton and moved permanently in Halifax. I would have my Red Seal papers in Plumbing and ISSA-CANADA Cleaning Management Institute Custodial Technician Training Certificate. I would have my CBU BA degree and Master of Counseling psychology. And my full driver's license and truck. But then I would have Retail Council of Canada credentials by then. Hopefully, I can get my old job back when I do get my second kidney. And have my retail job with a pretty good paycheck. I hope that I live a...