Don’t be the missing parent Part Two

Their was a parent in their click who yelled at me when I got up to support my nephew telling me to “Girl, sit downl” She was indeed mistaken. Well, u know I turned around because I wanted to know who the hell she was talking to like that. She shut-up after that.

The funny thing is, she is the mother of a little boy that has been after my daughter’s affection. HA! And, Hell No!

This same little click was talking so negatively about my nephew. Only the neighbor and her son knew that I was his Aunt. So, what did I do, you ask? I did what any self-respecting basketball playing Auntie would do. I became the coach on the bench! As he listened and tightened up the defense I started talking trash.

I told my nephew to get loose, “D him up I screamed, he don’t want it” I continued and sure enough the parent that told me to sit down had to shut it up. Her son had to start passing the ball off he could handle the pressure. I told him to come get the ball and he had crucial moments where he made big assists that scored points for his team.

My nephew should actually be running point but sadly the coach chose my nephew 5’8 to sit in the corner ON THE FLOOR. Why is he way in the corner when he’s the best dribbler on the team? My nephew was taught by a little Magic Johnson, my brother!

You know what Auntie told him? I’m going to come to every game. Don’t worry about the parents, I can handle them. You get out their and get loose with it, I continued. He knows that his teammates do not pass him the ball and plays favorites. They single him out. I told him to shut it down. “If you want the ball more, take it.” I told him to take it from the other team. I told him that if his teammates didn’t want to play fair take over! Make them pass you the rock! If you began to dominate they won’t have a choice not to pass it to you.

I hate bullies! I am proud that my nephew and my daughter don’t have the issues that my siblings and I did but I still have to teach them to be confrontational. Standing up for yourself doesn’t have to be a bad thing, but holding in your hurt does.

I love my nephew and I did not appreciate the immature parents sitting on the sideline talking bad about him. What do I always say? You know if you read my work or know me at all. Everything flows from the head down. These children were acting like their parents and quite honestly so is my nephew! But, Auntie is here now!

I had to let them know today but my nephews game will do the rest of the work. What’s that OTHER thing I always say? My enemies will be at peace with me? Yeah, they will watch my baby boy get loose and then they will become fans!

He is a good baby. He is 15 but he’s still my baby! I love him so much and unlike my parents, I will be there to watch him transform. He can play some ball.

I saw a girl from high school today who doesn’t like me very much. I had to ask God why she didn’t like me. In high school the only reason a girl who I won’t name was chosen for Varsity over me was because of my attitude.

Stay tuned for the last part of this blog! www.ressurrection.wordpress.com

About Ressurrection

Ressurrection Graves is a Child Sexual Abuse Grooming Expert and H.E.A.L.E.R. (Healer, Educator, Activist, Life Skills Expert, Empowerment Speaker, Relationship Mentor) Her website reaches readership in 188 countries. She is available for national speaking engagements, radio and television interviews. She can be reached at: 202.717.7377 or send your request to: ressurrection dot wordpress at yahoo dot com or comment on http://www.ressurrection.wordpress.com
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