Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous
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Known as a Significant Voice in Modern Literature, a Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2025 Black Authors Matter Children Book Awards Nominee for his books, and International Impact Awards' Author of the Year Nominee
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A Soldier of the Bourgnewian Kingdom
I never thought His Majesty would look upon me after all I am just a lowly soldier in his army. It was after the Battle of Pigs that I received the honor. The men fought valiantly and they were amazed at how much they had driven back the enemies of the kingdom. It was only a few of us men valiant men who fought the battle while others retreated and we were braved. And we had courage even though the battle did not look within our favor. We fought this war. We fought this battle. And we were willing to die for His Majesty and the kingdom. You see the Kingdom of Bourgnew was our home. It was our livelihood. And we were not gonna let anyone take that away from us. We believed in His Majesty. We believe in His wisdom and His sovereignty. And that's what I used to gathered the men. That they loved the Kingdom of Bourgnew and that they loved their homeland and are loyal subjects to His Majesty King Mattius. King Mattius guaranteed that he would give special benefits to those who fought valiantly. And that they would receive the King's Honors. And he was a man of his word and he had the grace and reputation to do so. And the government was behind him and his officials were loyal subjects. I fought bravely with the men. And we did not have much losses. We stood on the line and fought valiantly and we were not willing to fail or give up. We were of the highest order in our minds. And we were willing to die for our country and His Majesty. The enemies of the Kingdom begin to speak in our language but that did not detour us. We knew they were trying to mess with our heads and stop us from valiantly fighting. And we captured their leader and we captured their valiant men. And we chained them up and stripped them of all their glory. And we hauled them to our base and prison. When His Majesty heard the news, he came himself. He came to the front secretly and we did not know. We just assumed he was higher authority. And His Majesty was delighted at the courage of his men and he was delighted with their valiant. And he invited them after under-covering himself to the Royal Banquet. I Captain Leon Davidie was honored to serve for the king. And that night I got drunk and slept with a maiden. And she made me swear that I would not tell anyone. She was lovely like a princess, a Queen in my book. And I love every minute of her of seeing her she was just simply lovely. A few weeks later, it was heard that the King Mattius was in an uproar. His wife was rumored to be pregnant and some say she cheated on him. And so the King searched for her adulterer. And the bad lot fell upon my troops, all of us were interrogated and persecuted. And while in jail, I told my men that I would take the fall. Afterall I believe that princessly maiden could of been the Queen because she was just lovely. She was beautiful in every way and she had me to swear. And my men said all the women were lovely. All the women were beautiful. We cannot let you take the fall. We all will say. And I insisted No save yourselves. You have been loyal enough to me. You have saved my life over and over again. I will not let you fall for me. I am your Captain and this is my last command. And I spoke to the Guard, Sir I confessed. I slept with the Queen. And the Guard told his Captain and they moved me into solitary. And the men cried and they were distraught. The King interrogated me with the Queen. And the Queen proudly said I did not sleep with that man. And the King demanded that I tell the story. And I told the story about how I was drunk and a beautiful maiden that appear like the Queen slept with me. The Queen said Mattius do you know how old I am? Really do you know how old I am? I am only six years younger than you. How could I be a beautiful maiden then? Then the King said But did you sleep with someone else is my question? The Queen said Many people want a Queen, many people fantasy about royalty but my eyes and loyalty is to the King. The King regretted I know when my beloved is telling the truth. She acts like my mother. Released him and make him a general. And just then I was released and promoted by His Majesty King Mattius thanks to the Queen.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in History
The Good Fortune
I am just a poor little woman from Bach, Mississippi. What do I know about anything? My father was poor and my mother was poor. All my siblings started from poverty. What do I know about wealth? I never thought in my wildest dreams of anything. Because too much is given much is required says the Good Book. I never thought in my life. It started while working at the restaurant. I worked at my uncle's restaurant since I was 14. I never asked for no raise. I never asked for anything. I was just happy to cook and work. Because that's what my parents taught me. You worked hard you receive. You worked hard you get. You worked and worked and a blessing. The only name I went by was Rebekka. All my friends called me Rebekka and all my family called me Rebekka. I was Rebekka of Bach, Mississippi. And my family lived here most of their lives ever since slavery ended. We lived in these shacks and never looked back. We were just happy to be freed and without bondage. You oppressed people so much that they just want to be freed., They just want to be by themselves. All by themselves and don't care about money or fame. Although I was famous in church for my Southern gumbo. The Pastor said Rebekka cooked us some of the most excellent gumbo that God gave you. I would be like all Pastor don't. My grandma and mother taught me and my uncle did give me the job. And after being shy of relationships and being married. This man came to my uncle restaurant. He must of been an out of townee or something. He had on this fancy suit and this suitcase. And he would order just a sandwich and chips and a light drink each time. My uncle thought he is from the IRS or some federal agencies. I thought nay he must be up to something. So he told me to keep watch and have good conversations. I shouted Hey you. And he politely looked at me. What;'s your name? My name is Rebekka everybody call me Rebekka. He politely said Mr. Peterson. I said let me buy you a drink on the house. You will love the Caribbean, it's sweet and tangy and full of flavor. And he said Thanks. So I made him the house drink. he just said thanks. I said where are you from? He said pulling his glasses off I am from an agency. i said what the government or something? He said No. And he had a phone call that made him abruptly leave. And I went in the back after checking everyone on a full house. I told my uncle. And he said he still thinks he is from the IRS. He eventually came back and asked what church I go to? I said Calvary Baptist Church down the street. My family always go to church most of the week and so does everybody else. He said Good when is service? I said well they usually do service every Sunday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. He said I will be there and you will find out why I am here. So I politely wave to him and told uncle. And uncle sweated and said be there and tell everyone that I will give them a discount if they find out why he is here. I said Whoa I am not making that gumbo. Uncle if I find out you better hire a new staff because I am tired of gumbo. Days later on Saturday, we were having church and praising the Lord and I was getting my praise on. Just because God is that good and I liked to thank him. And just before prayer, Mr. Peterson stepped in and he said he has to testify. I am from one of the agencies up North. And somebody I need to talk to. Everybody begin talking and scared. The Pastor silenced the church with the choir humming the spiritual, It is Well. And the Pastor spoke to Mr. Peterson and asked him privately but Mr. Peterson resisted and said I will talk to you if I could bring the person out. The Pastor let him. Mr. Peterson said I am looking for Saint, the last name is Saint. And the church laughed we all are Saints in God's eyes. What are you talking about man? said the Pastor. Mr. Peterson said Julia Saint. And the church started asking each other. Then the Pastor said Can we please get on with the sermon? People have to go home. Mr. Peterson said Her name starts with an R. I was shocked but so were the other people. Mr. Peterson said born in Virginia, Mississippi. And my uncle came into the meeting. And he heard and pulled me out and said Rebekka your real name is Julia Rebekka Saint and you were adopted. I said No uncle no. He said shaking his head yeah yeah. I almost passed out when my uncle straighten me out to save the town by saying it was me. I said it quietly and a little louder and then loudly. And Mr. Peterson said That;'s your name, ah ah ah I found her. You are the heir of Mr. and Mrs. Saint you are worth a fortune. Then I passed out and the church members came to help me. i said No Lord no. I worked all my life. I am not a rich snob. I worked all my life. The next day Mr. Peterson met me alone at the restaurant while my uncle was getting the restaurant ready. Mr. Peterson told me about my parents and he reassured me that I was their only heir. Then he asked me what I would do with the money. And I said spend on charities, save the church, repair the restaurant, and live well. Mr. Peterson said You really impressed me. You are thoughtful and kind. Your parents could not have prepared for this. Your check will be in the mail. Good Day Ms. Julia Rebekka Saint.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
The Times of Clive Levy
As I tell you this story I am crying not tears of defeat but tears of joy. I will tell you why later. My story begin in Florida where I was born. Clive as the first child of Ella and Phillip Levi. And my family was normal and stable as long as Momma was around. She had a few more children and I had to help around the house. But I was glad to do anything for my Momma. She loved me. She really really loved me. And she was pretty and she was kind and smart. And she wanted me to be something. Momma was the best gift I got from God I thought as a child. And the family grew and was stable. Then suddenly out of nowhere Momma passed away leaving a husband and four children. My father made me quit school and work to make ends met. My father was a harsh man and very stubborn. And as I grew older he became more and more strict. One time I beg to go out and spend time with some friends and my father threatened to beat me. And I beg my father many times and reminded him of what it was like to be young and adventurous but my father did not listen. So I held in my desire to explore the world and I kept to myself. Then the war broke out, World War 2 my father and I signed up for the military. My father tried to take my paycheck too but they would not let him. I had freedom. The military was much freer than being at home with my father. And I had friends and met other women. I went to the bar and I was likable. I did not want to leave. But eventually the war ended and we went home. My father tried to empty my accounts and put me back under his rule. I believe my father hated me. He would never tell me that he loved me especially after Momma died. He became mean and surly. He was always angry and mad. He treated us like property than children. And he outright did what he wanted but left me to take care of my brothers. I started to go to church and make friends. I met some cousins. And I told them what my father was doing. And they saw that he was mean and surly and how he treated me like a slave. I was older now, a soldier and a man and I was not gonna take it anymore. Cousin Ralph and I was leaving. So we plotted our escape at church and everybody went to church both night and day, well we met there one night and fled. My father was onto us the next day. Ralph and I escaped with jobs in the local churches and on farms because back then you can find a job on the farm or church and they will pay you and feed you and clothe you and give you a place to stay with some money. And we stall my father for weeks and enjoyed freedom. Then my father had the police looking for me. So I realized that Ralph and I had to escaped as far as possible up North for freedom. I knew my father would leave me alone if I go up there. And my father caught up to us. I tried to avoid fighting my father because the Word says Honor your father and mother. I just told my father before we catch the train. Leave me alone Father. And he said No I won't you will serve me till you die boy. And I said You're suppose to love me and you don;t. You hate me ever since Mom died. And I am not your property. Now I am leaving and you will never see me again. And Ralph and I jumped on a random train. And my father threw a fit in the field and left angry because his shotgun was unloaded and the train left before he could loaded it. I was freed. No more slavery. I was a man. Ralph made fun of what my father said and I laughed freely and without restraint or worries. I prayed and thanked God and I worn the cross that the church gave me. And I thought Ralph what if he tries to come for me to kill or threatened me. Ralph said Change your last name, he's Levi you can change yours to Levy. And I said Yeah my father is not the smartest man. And I won't go by my middle name either. On our way up North I met this beautiful woman Victoria. Oh man she had to be taken as lovely as she is. Ralph was my wing man but I remember she told me what church she went to. And then I saw her at the Jazz Club and I read a love poem to her. And next thing you know it we were married. And my father was dead then. Victoria had family issue but not like mines. She had been married but she was available and single. And she loved playing the piano. Her parents had issues too but she had a better family than mines and they were really welcoming. She was alone up North and we started our family together without anyone else except ourselves. You see Matt that's how your grandfather lived, that's how I became the man that I am today. You can too be somebody I know it. Keep up the grades and do what's right and God will bless you too.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
The Good Daughter
Ms. Mary Black Black Black All dressed in Black Black Black with silver buttons buttons buttons all down her back back back Hazel and Beste why aren't you dress for church said Momma. Momma why do we have to go to church so much? Me and Beste wanna play said Hazel. Not today get on with dressing for church. Both said okay Momma. And Momma kept taking the clothes off the line while dressed like a fox. That's what Daddy used to call her. She had her hair done and her makeup on and her gloves and her hair. Momma was dress to kill. And as me and Beste got in Daddy shouted Girls ya get ready for church. Both said Okay Dad. Come on Beste you help me and I will help you. That's how it was when I was young. Growing up on the farm and learning about life. Did you know? I had to walk two miles to get to school. Yup Momma had to work and Daddy had to work. It was years later when I was in sixth grade and Momma and Daddy had six other children. The worse happened, Momma left. I did not know but I felt something was gonna happen after Daddy pulled me out of school. Something wasn't right. Something had happened. And Dad told me that I would have to work and take care of the family. When I asked where is Momma. He yelled she died somewhere. So I worked and worked and clean after my siblings. I taught them what I learned in school. Beste and my other siblings got to go to school and learn. I was working or cleaning or cooking. I started to grow up and one day Dad looked at me strange. He started acting strange around me. And I just knew I had to leave otherwise something bad might happened. Beste convinced me to go to the club later on. I saw the well dressed men but I was not having it. I like having fun but I am no partier. Then Luther who was fine dress man with slick back hair and a nice smile, he came close to me. I told him that I am a church woman and I do not play that. He whisper jokes in my ear and told me that he thinks he love me. I told him I would think about it. So I went home and Daddy was angry so angry he threatened to kick me out and said I was just like my mother. So I had to work off and promised to do more chores and do better. But Dad went out on trips and I got my chance to meet Luther again and again. I was grown and Luther pleaded to be with me and said we can live up North and far from my Dad and start a life. He told me that I am beautiful and smart and then he gave me this incredible kiss. That's when I wanted to marry him. So Luther told me when my father goes on a trip again to sneak out and he will pick me up about a mile. I waited and kept busy then Dad left and about an hour I got dressed and pack my bags. Just when I was about to leave Beste said Wait sister Daddy doesn't treat anyone of us right. Hazel said But Beste I am the oldest and he is easier on you than me. I am getting old and I want a family. I can't keep being Mom. I have to get a life of my own. And with the suitcase Beste hug me and kiss me on the cheek and I left. Luther and I got married up North and I changed my last name to Mack so Daddy could not find me. We built a family up North and some of my siblings left Dad because they grew up too. And they found me because of Beste and they had families of their own. And they said they saw Momma. And so I went to see Momma in the hospital, I told her I love her and forgive her but I wanted to know why she left us. Momma said Because that man your Dad was mistreating me. And I could not take it anymore. But I am sorry Hazel. And I hug Momma and she died months later in the hospital. Luther and I did not have the perfect marriage but I was not gonna do what my mother did to me to my children. I wanted my children to get an education and become something better and their children and their children.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
One of the Greatest Inventions of Mankind
My mother Delana always taught me to trust my instinct. To trust myself and believe in higher power. God. She raised me to do my best. She raised me to always think do your best and never purposefully failed. And if you failed to get back up. To try harder. See because she knew I had smarts. She knew I had brains. That's why the friends I grew up with nickname me "Smarts" And these friends were like siblings. I mean I knew them since elementary. I remember the year Computation integration on demand was born. It was that year of Gore versus Bush Presidential Campaign. Where the whole country was in an uproar? Many people did not know which to choose for president. It became a nightmare the counting and the media bashing the Electoral Collège System. It was all over the news and it was very hard to avoid it. It was so hard to be avoided that we talked about in school even in high school. I was not so involved with the Presidential Campaign but I remember my first one that caught my attention. It was the Bush versus Clinton presidential elections. I was curious about politics but never thought that I would ever be involved. Anyways, that year 2000 I was jammed pack. I was getting ready to graduate. I wanted to graduate in 10th grade and I would have but I could not find a scholarship. I did not qualified for any even with being in high honor roll for six years and making many 100s and A's. I however got to start high school in middle school and I got accepted in college at age 14 and I took college classes at age 15 right before I graduated high school. Then it was the Prom and Ball, a coming of age but who would I take. There were beautiful women but I had to graduate. I could not settle just yet until I see the world outside home. I was kinda too busy focus on academics like my family wanted me to. Besides working which I love and was privilege to do. And I never had a class like Economics, the history and the insights made me fall in love with business. I was already a history lover and major nothing I could not learn, and yeah science Biology and Chemistry straight A's too and yeah English got love Shakespeare and his MacBeth and Math making my own formulas. I love teaching and tutoring because the material was interesting. I would spend most of my time at the library trying to learn something and get better and better and yeah do homework and eat lunch. Scottie ain't gonna let nobody get the best of me. School taught me brainstorming. And I would love talking about what I learned. I would first practicing in the library to myself and alone because practice makes perfect and it really really does. And the librarians knew me, I was inspired by the Skim Read Author because with skim read you can read anything and learn. And even by Frederick Douglass' bookmark 'Read and Be Free'.. Anyways I was taking these classes to graduate that Fall, Politics in Government and we covered the elections and the recount. And I just like normally brainstorm an idea as I was watching the news in class over the election. What about a new voting machine? One where you can use voice, One where you can use touch, one where you can hear the candidate, one where it can talk to you. And my teacher said Scottie that is a great idea you should invented that after all the voting machines were old and out of date even controlled by large corporations. So I thought and thought and learned and learned I took a college class in high school on Productions and I had an assignment to learn about the first voting booth and do a project on the inventor. After learning the basics of businesses, my teacher Chase offered to give college credit and I pay for college credit after earning a perfect score. It was my Economics teacher Mrs. Johnson who after class presented the idea too. She asked Scottie what are you gonna be when you grow up? I said I don't know. I can't decide. Doctor or Engineer. And she said you should be an engineer. Go and build the invention. So I tried to get help from Teacher Chase but he said he could not help but I was one of his best students and I know how to do it after building a one of a kind oak wooden clock. So I graduated early in 11th grade all my friends who were like siblings were there. My mother Delana was there dressed fancy, she had her hair to her shoulders in a beautiful gold dress. And the ceremony was long many people applauded me when they said my name and some stood up. I got a Regent Diploma and was a Black Scholar with a 3.6 GPA. I had to take time away from school because my parents could not afford it. So I convinced my mother Delana to invest in my patent as I did a provisional patent called Millennium Edition Voting Booth and further research which I was good at. While researching I changed the invention into Computation integration on demand. I got the provisional patent quickly on Columbus Day. And months and months later the patent official. So that is the story behind Computation integration on Demand which had to be published by 2024.The invention was challenged many times by other inventors who denounce its claims and among the attacks where the discrepancies with a examiner. But it won since 2015, Best of Rochester Award's Computer Software and enter Rochester Business Hall of Fame. A company was created around it ordered by the Government who granted it and Congress debated over the patent. The patent even had a special High-Tech Medallion with its patent numbers that you can display on a company website. And it was classified after being researched in Germany and Japan, it was classified as one of the Greatest Inventions of Mankind. And now recognized by Time Magazine in 2024 as one of the Best Inventions with nearly 50 software applications known on the best software engineers around the world site. It is such an honor and privilege. And I learned so much and come so far. I can't stop now.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Confessions
Leana's Day
Said I can't wait till He wipes every tear from my eye. Said I can't wait till He wipe every tear from my eye. He's gonna wipe every tear from my eye oh my. He's gonna wipe every tear from my eye oh my. I could hear the choir from church now practicing over and over again. As the church was not too far from my home. My grandmother who raised me and gave me everything that I had. She taught me to revere God. That even though sometimes He works mysteriously that things would work out. My parents lost custody because they became too poor and the bills add up. But I respect them for giving birth to me and helping grandma pay the bills. My grandmother taught me how to read and write. She taught me how to be a good person. And she made sure that I did really well. I remember how she was there for me each time rain or shine. And I loved her dearly. When I graduated from school, she was old but still strong strong like Black Coffee in the morning. She would always sing in the morning, sing when she was working, sing when she was cooking. And eventually she taught me how to sing. I loved this song of hers. Sweet Lord Sweet Lord why don't you come by here. Ohhhh Sweet Lord Sweet Lord we need to hear from you. Sweet Lord Sweet Lord you know you are needed and your people want a touch from you. I could not afford to go to college because I did not have the funds. I was one of the smartest students, did really well in school but I could not afford the funds. So I worked at a coffee shop and I met some church folks. Hey Leana aren't you Mrs. Betters' grandchild. I was shy at first but gave in. Yes it's little Leana. I love this job. It pays well and I could make an earning. The folks said I bet you know how to sing because Mrs. Betters was known for singing. Boy she could tear a house down with her voice. Her voice is like an angel. Sing for us. Go up on stage and sing for us. I resisted I don't know. Singing ain't gonna pay my bills. Now just enjoy your meal and I will let grandma know about it. The folks said You know God. God doesn't like people hiding talent. God doesn't like pride. God gave us talent to used when we go through something and to give Him the glory. That's what Bishop Press said. And I shyly went away politely. After sometime, I thought of what they said in the back of my mind while working. And my friend Jenne said Leana you worked here for years and they did not give you a raise. They gave that other new girl a raised. I said Jenne mind your business. My grandmother really need the money plus she let me get things. And I can't afford college. Jenne said Girl they are using us, they are keeping the tips and they are making us work overtime for free. I said What? I am calling the manager because that is robbery. I am not gonna work for free and not receive benefits. So I quitted working and asked to speak to the manager. Mr. Bryant I can't work for free. I got to pay bills. My grandmother depend upon it. You can't expect people to be loyal to a job that uses them. Mr. Bryant said That's the rule if you don't like some of our practice. You are welcome to leave. We have a strict budget and we can't afford to pay overtime. I said Well it's not like you have paid for me for my overtime and you never gave me a raise in upton amount of years. I should just walk out. Mr. Bryant said if you quit then you are not welcome back. I walked and said fine. I hugged and said good bye to Jenne. Jenne said Girl what are you gonna do. I said I got something saved up. And I started singing my way out. Doesn't make a difference what you say. Doesn't make a difference what you do. Doesn't make a difference unless you be true. O Help me Lord Help me see my way. As I was walking home, I had to figure my life out. I passed the playground and my old school just when the sun was setting and walk two miles home with some food and water. I felt the gentle breeze and got out of the way of the fast moving cars. I came home early asking for my grandmother. And my mother showed up, Leana why aren't you at work? I said Mom they cheated me over and over again. And I ain't gonna be cheated. I worked there for years no raise. But they gave it to a new girl. Mom said well maybe you can work for the church. I said the Church oh no no no. Mom said Remember child your father and I was paying your grandmother's bills. We were the people behind her care for you. And now it's time to grow up and be the woman we know you are. We have somethings. You are not alone. And we can fix those years of struggling. I said Mom you weren't there for me. I forgive you. And grandma told me you cared but let me choose my life. I started walking toward the stairs. Mom said Leana Bishop Press is coming by to offer you a job. I suggested you get ready and suit up because you will serve in the church. You will sing for her. And I meant that. I said Oh Mom. Then Bishop Press with church staff came by around 7pm. And they were talking to Mom and chatting for hours. And Mom called me. And I said Mom where is grandma. Mom said she is out with your father. They are shopping. I said for what. Mom said what do you mean for what? Maybe a gift for you. I can't tell. I said Alright Mom I will do it. I ain't got no job anyways. Mom said Sing without the piano and then with. I sang Jesus Jesus give me this day. My daily bread and let me see no evil. I want to walk with you. I want to be with you. Heaven's my true home. Take me there someday oh someday. Then the ministers clap loudly. And Bishop Press said Why am I hearing her now? Child God took that job away because He has big plans for you. You can be somebody. And forgive that job that was just a stepping stone. Let go. Life is too great to be angry. Life is too great to be ugly. Life is too great to be miserable. God is life and life abundantly. Trust Him to supply your need according to his riches and glory. And let the ulginess die, let people who bring out the ugly in you I mean it let them go. Let situations that bring out your worse let it go. Let the pain, the offense, and the hurt go. And I turned to my Mother with tears in my eye and said Mom I love you and I love Dad. I forgive you for not raising me. Mom cried I tried but they took you away. We tried but you're okay and we never stop fighting for you. And I hugged Mom then I played the piano singing Dear Jesus I love you. You are where my source come from. You are my help. You are my strength. I will always trust you. I will always obey. For Dear Jesus I love you. I love you.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Journal
Lazarus' Beginnings
I was a good son that never went partying. I never went down the wrong road. Though I thought about it. I never did. And I tried to live my life as an example. I wanted to be a good Christian. My father raised me to be a good man. He desired me to be a leader. And to lead by example. And it so happened that my parents divorced and I was taken custody by my father. I loved my mother but she was too hurt over her marriage to raise me. I will always love my mother but I will never understand where she come from. I would never understand why she did not want me. I will never understand why she left me. Living with my beloved father, he would make sure I came home on time and went to school. And though I fought with words because I would never lift up my hands to my father. My father was the only one that cared about me and he was the only one to keep me. My father hoped for me to be something Mr. Lazarus was his name. And I was Jr. I would come to my father with every problem and with every concern. Because I knew my father was wise, reading tons and tons of books and listening to hundreds and hundreds of music. And he made sure I went to church even in college. I would do it for my father's honor and my family was a godly one. It so happened that I felt sicked really sicked. It started with a lump in my foot. So my father took me to the doctor and asked the doctor what it was. And the doctor ran many tests and said that it is a nerve issue. i was worried what people might say and I was worried if I would live long. But my father prayed and made sure I took my medicine. And I was healed and happy again but I knew something worse was coming along and hope my father would be around to save me again. After college and graduating, the exact day after for several days I could not sleep. I could not lay down. I was seeing things, seeing devils, and seeing demons. Something trying to traumatized me. And I would do a slave dance to resist within my power. And finally my father caught me one night. And he told me to go to sleep. I cried that I can't. And we argue for a moment. And he asked Jr. are you sick. And I was afraid of being locked into the hospital. And he asked again. And I broke the rule. I fought with my father when he tried to give me medicine. And he threatened to call the police. And I said cryingly I am ill. I am sick again. I don't know why. God I don't know why. Help me. And my father said I can't believe you fought with me. And the officers came and I explained that I am sick and ill and I don't know what illness it is. And I said that I could not move. My father thought I was exaggerating and he let them take me. So I was crying while they carried me out. And I was crying to God and praying and it felt like what the preacher talked about the passion of Christ his sufferings. They strapped me to the bed to take me to a psyche ward. I cried and I heard a voice Look up to Heaven Jr. For I am with you. I am with you. So I stop crying and lay down. And the first responders tighten my straps. And they left to check in on my father who was distraught because he was hurting over what I have done and he tried to come. The first responder said Your father wants to come but we recommended that he should not because of the issue you had with him. You are now under our care and we are taking you to the hospital. And they left again because my father really wanted to come. I heard for the last time Your father really want to come. And the responder went back but the third time the officers and first responders were shocked to find out my straps were loosen and I did not run away. The responders put the straps back on and the officers left afterwards. As I was taken by the ambulance they withdrew blood and it hurted terribly. I begin to cry again. And I was rushed into the hospital. They asked what to call me I said Jr. And they left me strapped up because the hospital was packed. I was strapped while they run tests. And I cried and prayed like my father taught me. And I was finally getting a little sleep. And I kept sleeping and closing my eyes and talking to God. And I waited really really really long. And a shadow of death came in the room, I thought to take me and begin crying for Jesus profusely with tears. And the shadow of death kept coming closer and then the shadow stopped all of sudden. And I heard the angelic voice say. I loosen your straps again Jr. Now go tell them. So I jumped off the hospital bed and walk to get assistance. And the doctors and nurses marvel. And I asked for assistance and something eat. And they promised to help. So I willingly laid upon the bed and they put the straps back on but not so tight. And within time a nurse came to visit. And she gave me some medicine similar to one that my father gave. And she asked me about how I ended up there. She was nice. And she asked the medical questions. She said what a good looking man like you ended in this hospital. And I told her about my life. Mary was a beautiful nurse and she was a Christian like me. Then she told me plainly that I am sick and they don't know if I will recover. I told her I will do what the doctors say and I want a Bible. And I started with Abraham each day I kept reading about Abraham and praying that I got better. And Mary told me the good news after months in the hospital that I am doing better and recovering. And she said I had some visitors. It was my mother and father, my mother said she tried to come for me. She tried to put me on her insurance but they would not let her. She tried reaching out to me. My father said that it's okay Jr. I am here now. It was not you. It was the illness. And keep fighting I plan for you to keep doing great things. So help you God. Mary interrupted and brought in the psychologist. The psychologist said Your son is a medical marvel. That call saved his life. He has a rare lifelong mental illness. And first Jr. It is okay you will live but with help from meds and mental health counseling. Mr. and Mrs. Lazarus if your son would have stay with you he would have died in your home. But he is a miracle. His mind is great and in good condition. He excelled at our Jeopardy games and he excelled at our Computer mind games. He only played them a few times and he did an excellent job. And Mom and Dad wished me well and hug me and talk to the doctors. And I said my good byes. And I told Mary that I like her and I thank her for all of her help calling her a good women and great nurse. She slightly resisted but eventually gave in and said you're okay too as she gently hug me and tap my shoulder smiling.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Families
Earnesta's Will
Lord I am trying to make it through. Lord I am trying to overcome. My soul is weary. And my soul is in need of rest. O Savior I need thee I pray for thee. And the choir sung over and over Lord Lord Lord I've been through Lord Lord Lord I've been through Lord Lord Lord I've been through. I never heard that song before on the radio. It made me feel happy so much I wipe a tear from my eye. It reminded me of the songs they used to sang in Momma's church. Momma used to love repeating those songs when she was stressed. Momma would sang so pretty and loud that people outside could hear her. Even when she washed the clothes, she would be humming in the fields. Sometimes I missed Momma so much I would go by our old house and remember. I better hurry up get to church because you know church doesn't wait for you. And I love praise and worship and Pastor Clay's preaching. I usually am good at getting ready but it just lately I have been feeling it. Going through a divorce, loveless marriage ending. And not yet ready to give up. Like stormy weather, I am frightened at public confrontation. Even though I am not ashamed because it was not me but the relationship was just turning for the worst. I can't keep feeling this way. I can't keep letting these emotions get to me. Sometimes I would have to walk in the rain just to relieve my stress. Sometimes I would run in the rain. Something I used to do as a child because it was fun. And I like laughing and playing. Momma said I was a curious and adventurous child. Yeah whatever happened to that, being fun and adventurous. Hebert just was too strict and he cling too much. I need space. I need independence. I need a life. Anyways I am dressed and on my way to church. I can't seem to get that song out of my head. Momma said when you are hurting He knows. There will be times of depression, times of anguish, times of stress. When you need a word, that's when it time to go to church. You gotta know when to be preach to and when to preach and when to teach and when to listen. Many people don't feel preaching. Many people don't feel like listening I guess. Many people don't think about God or ignores His existence. But I was raised better. Momma would put me in my place if I ever thought that. Lord knows, wait don't rain now. I am praying Father in Heaven I love rain but no storm. And you said we have dominion and power. Give me dominion and power right now to tell that storm not to come. I never liked storms ever since I was a child. I remember the thunder, the lightning, wind, and the damage. I could not play even in the house. I had to stay quiet. I was soooo afraid about being struck. My heart stood still as I clutch my favorite stuffed French Bull Dog doll. I called him Puddles. Puddles would help me to sleep at night and on time. I love Puddles because he kept me safe. I would not cry with Puddles. However I somehow lost him. Oh good it did not rain but I am running late. I got passed everyone to get a good seat. Good they are still doing praise and worship and singing We are Healed. The lead sing twice He was wounded for our transgression, He was bruised for our iniquities, the chastisement of our peace was upon him. With his stripes we are healed. And the choir joined Augusta the lead who was classical trained repeating for the third time. But something happened to me as a social worker I never thought I needed the help. Helping all those people for 20 years on the job and i could not save my 20 years marriage. Telling everybody it's okay and not feeling okay. Was I living in vain? Was I a liar? Was I living a life of lies? So worryingly I walked out of the sanctuary covering my tears into the women's bathroom and I chose a stall. I heard to church friends talking. You know Teresha you should not go around spreading gossip and rumors. It is not becoming. You know you will reap what you sow. As they both were fixing their looks in the large mirror. The other said So what you are suppose to speak the truth. And they both stood quiet oddly. I did not want to break the conversation or be questioned by them so I stood in the stall. Merea you should mind your business. The truth will come out. Teresha the truth belongs to God not to you and you will reap what you sow. Why do you want to hurt her so bad? Why do you want to be so ugly? Put yourself in her shoes. I just could not stay any longer plus Pastor Clay might be speaking. So I got out quickly washed my hands in the third sink and quietly left. And the two women were shocked and offended. And as I was walking in the sanctuary, Pastor Clay was speaking. You say I am hurting. You say I am offended. You say Lord why? But do you really want the answer. Do you really want to know why. God is trying to get through to you in a loving way. He is trying to tell you something that you need to know. God is trying to change your life, change your direction, change your position in life. Though you live, you strive. Though you seem okay, you faint. Though you struggle, you close yourself. God is trying to get through to you. God is trying to speak to you. He wants you to know that hurt is not life. Offense is not life. Struggling is not life. He wants you to live. For God so loved the world that He gave His only Begotten Son that whomsoever believe in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life. If you need healing from the past come to the altar. If you need healing of abuse, come to the altar. If you need healing of hurt, come to the altar. The altar is here for you to meet God. the altar is here for you come to God. The altar is here for you to humble yourself and seek His face. Amen. And the church was in an uproar and many people came to the altar even I. As the choir sang Is your all on the altar of sacrifice? Is it laid? Does your heart let the Spirit take control? You can only be blessed and have peace and perfect rest when your all on the altar is laid. And Pastor Clay prayed on me and I fell into the arms of the ushers. I blackout and had a dream just a light and hearing this voice of God saying Is your all? Do you give up everything to me? Forgive as I have forgiven you. And the storm of your life shall subside. And I woke up covered by a sheet from the usher. And I told the minister what I saw and hear. And the minister prayed on me and encourage me. They gave me the church number to call for guidance. And as I went home I was singing that song on the radio and I had to pull over and say to God I will do what you will. I give up my will for yours. And a driver came to see if I was okay, it was my brother Peter and he told me about Momma. After talking for sometime, he gave me some Fried Fish Dinner that he just brought saying that he had extra dinners. I told him about Hebert. And he asked me if I love him. And I tried to ignore but my brother Peter is persistent. And I said yes I do loved him. Peter said God can fixed it Earnesta. Do God's Will. Ask God if you should go back to him. Tell God you will do whatever He says. Then Peter left to see Momma. i tried to fix my makeup and prayed. i felt better. I felt alright. My marriage needs God. I need God. I feel healed in my right mind and I feel like my storm has passed by Jesus' stripes. And whatever happens happens. I will let that man know that I love him. And I will leave it in God's hands.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Writers
The Esteemed Scientist
Back in those days, you stood in your place. You did not cause any trouble. You stood in your place. You didn't make no mob angry. You stood in your place. I had troubled with that. I had troubled with society. It was just simply racist. It was just pure racist. To think just because you are Black that you cannot be accomplished. That you cannot be something. That you cannot change people's lives. That you cannot be a great inventor. Working at Time University, first cleaning as a janitor then winning scholarships after scholarships from charities and churches. I worked my way up. I knew everything that was to know. I was directing students to finding their classes. I was listening and listening. There were things I did not know but the students taught me. They would love explaining what they learned. And they would even invite me into their classrooms after class. They would re-act the professor. And they would teach me what they learned. I would just listen and guess. Listen and think and I wanted to graduate. I wanted to go to college. I wanted to achieve educational opportunities and dreams. And it happened that I got my chance being passed middle age and being married for sometime. That I figured out a way to go to Time University, admissions was grueling. I practiced and practiced and practiced. And after thoroughly being examined I was called Mr. Carver you would make an excellent first choice to this university. You have shown hard work and diligence. And I was shocked and I did not say a word except thank you. And when I got home, I celebrated with my wife of many years Belinda. Belinda was a smart and kind woman in fact I believe she was smarter than me and the backbone of the marriage. Her meals were amazing and she heard from her bosses about news and inside stuff that could help me after school. We were good together. We were amazing together. We could not have children yet because we could not afford them. Housekeeping and being a janitor only got us enough money to just pay the bills but I promised my wife Belinda that I would get her pregnant as soon as I come up with a rich idea. Belinda would laugh slightly and say When will that be Carver when I turned 60. And I knew she was just kidding. Just in my first semester, the professor was hard on me being the only Black student in the class. They expect perfection but humility and humbleness and smarts won them over. I would do my homework early and ask thousands of questions. As time went by at Time University, I got my big break. I thought I did something wrong after class because the professor said he would like to see me after class. And he waited till everyone left and pull me into his office. He said Carver your ideas are brilliant. You are smart. Don't compete. Just be yourself. I see greatness in you. And I smiled but I doubted and said But you know you know my color is what keeps me from being like everyone else. I think all the time. I brainstorm all the time. My mind wanders and ideas come but I don't know if I have the brains or prowess to pull it off. The Professor reassured yes you will. Carver I want you to keep a secret. I am a minority too. I am Jewish. If I could do great things then so can you. I see potential in you. Here. And he handed me my paper and said Your assignment is to build this invention. It is an independent project and you will do it before the end of the semester. I want you to succeed. I was shocked and confused. And I hesitatingly agreed and went home to my wife. Belinda looked at me after sometime while I stared at her dinner. She thought I was sick or wanting to die. And I was disturbed. And Belinda got it out of me and then I stared at her. Carver that's wonderful sweetheart that's amazing we can have a child. We have become rich. We can do what we always wanted. I said The thing is I just talk I don't know how to think outside the box. I don't know how to brainstorm. Belinda said Carver you will. That is not the man I married you will so help me. And so I read the ideas from my paper to her, and Belinda smiled and said I did not know you had that much brains. Just do it Carver do it. After some days of thinking about it, I came up with an idea after idea, then weeks begin to sketch designs after designs eventually the semester was coming to end. That morning to present to my professor, I called in my wife. And I tried to explain in detail she just said just say what it is baby. And Belinda told me and gave me advice just say what it is in plain English. So i went to classes and went to the Professor's office after class to present my invention. And the Professor stood up and applauded and pat me on the shoulder after the presentation. My God you did it. You invented something. You achieved greatness. But how are you gonna get the patent said the Professor. Carver i can get the patent done because it is just formalities and writing. The Professor exclaimed used the university's address. Carver said I have to asked you something. Can I used your name for the product? The Professor said why. Carver said Because nobody's gonna believe a Black man invented it without help. The Professor said I will pay for the marketing you build the product. You already meet the standard try just try and send it in. And yes you can use my name. And they shook hands. The following semesters passed without word from the United States Patent and Trademark Office. And then Belinda was up to something, she made my favorite dinner and just before dessert showed me the letter from the United States Patent and Trademark Office. I was so happy i read it and got the patent. I drunk and made love to my wife. I also received a call that morning from the Professor that they loved the design and will market while producing the invention. The Professor arranged for the marketer to meet me and the marketer was racist and a con artist. And he then asked about my life and he promised twenty thousand dollars to used the Professor's name instead of mines. And I agreed even though I felt betrayed. I had two sides afterwards about it. I presented a happy face with my wife Belinda because she was pregnant with our first child but I started going down into darkness into depression. The Professor caught me drinking and he paid for my cab. And he said that damn marketer cheated us. I will pay for your schooling Carver and we will tell the truth at once. And the marketer was sued by us and the Court decided in our favor plus they granted me royalty on the invention to pay for damages. And the Professor congratulated me on the win and gifted me with a recommendation that I worked for Time University.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in History
The Memorial Club
I remember that war just like it was yesterday. My troops were in good spirits and they were aim and ready to fight. We all had a good healthy breakfast. We were all fixed on doing well and getting home to see our families. Afterall we have been fighting this war for years, and we had ups and downs victories and defeats. But we were determined to come out as the victor. We were ready. We were prepared and we were unafraid of the consequences. I remember I was suppose to be on that helicopter when it crashed in Afganistan. But I was not feeling well and I got PTSD. And I went home to my family feeling like a coward feeling like a failure. I was relieved of my duty and I was relieved of my position. I went to their funerals to heal. But it was heartwrenching. I saw the tears of their friends. I saw the tears of their parents. I saw the tears of their children. I had to leave early because it was overwhelming. I remember gently walking outside and crying in my car while holding their picture. And crying profusely because I felt it was my fault that I deserved no recognition without them .That I was somehow a failure. And I struggled I had to find a way to keep getting my payments. My family suffered because of my PTSD. I remember trying to tell my three year old that we are gonna make it. She would not stop crying leaving her friends and leaving her family and leaving her school. It was awful days ahead. Then the medicine, sometimes I would be so depressed that I would want to end it all but somehow the sound of my children and the voice of my spouse healed me and made me feel better. And the medicine, the pain from the medicine was more gentle than the pain of remembering. It took months for me to laugh and cry for joy. You see you go through a depressive phase that ebbs away your personality and sedates your attitude. I am surprised that my family stood by me. I am surprised that my parents who raised me came together set aside their differences and their divorce and showed me that they loved enough to fight for me. My hopes were on the brink of coming back and I was ready to talk to the families just when my counselor who gave me back my home and she gave my family the security that they needed. Ms. Sandy came to me and told me now that you are better you can help others. Share your story with these veterans share your story with these surivvors then talk to the family. So my parents trained me to get the story right then my wife held my hand to check if I am okay and eventually my therapy dog from war gave me grit and guts to overcome the despair. And I wanted my parents and my wife there but not my duaghter till she grows up. It was my turn the first in the group of veterans. I saluted and turned and said my story holding back tears. And I received an applause from everyone. I shook the hands of my friends' families and they all wanted me to try their deceased family member favorite dessert. I tried them all and loved everyone of them and I told them what I have been through and that I will never forget what their family member has done and the friendship they gave to me. And on the spot gave each one of them, a daffodil saying that is what I should have done at their loved ones funeral. And I hugged each and every one of them and told them that they mean much to me and to call me anytime. The Desert Storm Veterans approved saying we need more men like that who can show grit and courage and honor their country. We need that type of leader. And we we welcome and salute you. The Vietnam Veterans approved saying our war was ugly and even worse but fellas like this one suffered the way we did at the front lines. Maybe we all should tell our story maybe we can heal the nation. The World War 2 Veterans approved saying we are a great generation but that's because we covered our flaws and had to come together. But I wondered if we gathered together and help each other and extend fellowship and unite together and bring the veterans to heal and spread hope. And just like that they decided to form and build the Memorial Club and I vowed to be the Secretary and I would help veterans get out their stories to heal them and remember them.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Motivation
Momma and Me
I wasn't always this young fine thing I am today. No Thomasina was a Daddy girl. I used to love Daddy holding me and reading to me. I loved story time. Dad had a way of making me feel special. We would laugh always together. And he was the one that I did not want to disappoint. Dad was my everything. And Mom was what I wanted to grow up being like. Yeah the world was perfect at one time. And everything was in the right position. I had friends ooh child good friends. Friends that you can make good conversation with it. Friends you can play with where Momma and Dad would not be so concerned. And these friends lasted me all the way up to college. We were off and on. Because Dad was my hero and my greatest friend. He would tell me what the world thinks of me. He would tell me how better I am if i used my brain. In fact Dad's character is what I would like in a man. I want a man like Dad. Momma helped me too. She would tell me what looks good on me and we would have fun just picking out dresses. She would teach me the basics of cooking. And I was a worse cook till they taught me in school. But Momma never gave up on me. She would keep me in the kitchen during Summer and Holidays learning how to cook. Sometimes I would asked Daddy if she was torturing me. And he would say that your mother believes in you and cares for you. And finally I got the basics of cooking and I am soo glad Momma believed because if she did not then I would be mess up in college. Ohh college is fun. I liked learning history and that is where I met Robert. Robert is smooth and handsome. He is classy and smart. In the middle of college that's when I decided my family should meet him but Momma said Daddy can't go out much and has a little sickness. And so I told Robert but Robert felt that he was avoiding him and Robert got a little angry with the excuses because he set his eyes on marrying me. So I had to keep making excuses. Then Robert got mad and he made me tell the truth. Because I did not want to breakup with Robert but I told him. I said my father has been sick for a long time. And his wishes are for me to graduate. Robert got so angry that he called off our friendship. And so to avoid Robert I took a break from school and went home to help Momma with Dad. Dad was easy-going. He was happy with the help. He would remind me of yesterday. He would love for me to make his meals. He would love for me to hug him and kiss his forehead. Dad was charming and gentle. And after some weeks that turned into months, Dad when he got better would asked where is my man. Where is Robert? And I started to cry while taking care of Dad so loud that Momma heard me and took over. Momma said that's not what your father need sadness after overcoming pneumonia four times. Girl stop crying for I kick you out. Just tell the truth and stop hiding like you did when you were young. So I straighten up and said I kept holding him off. I kept withholding family stuff. And he left me. Dad said Do you love him. I said Yes. Then he said go find him. I am fine with your mother. Go find your love Beloved. I said Okay Daddy. So I packed up and left in the morning from my parents' house. I called all my friends and re-registered with college. It took weeks and weeks then I went with my friends into this Jazz Club. And the girls wanted to surprised me and I could swear that Robert was performing in this group. After the performance my friends must have been drunk and asked for the Fever Song as we sat close to the front. Robert was the lead singer. And he took off his jacket and tie while he sang fever. And just before the end he asked me my name after he kiss my cheeks and forehead. And he took off one of his rings asking me to marry him and I said yes. And that was the biggest kiss I ever got. I called Dad and Momma in the morning because I got my man. But Momma calmed me down and said Daddy died. And after getting home with Robert after our quick marriage. I took Momma in. Momma used to have nightmares about Daddy. And she would wake up and dream of her parents. After sometime, Robert insisted that Momma be put in a home, where I could visit her. But I refused, I told him that I promised Daddy that I would take good care of her. And so we hired a nurse to look after Momma and I was pregnant. After I gave birth, Momma was bedridden. And she could only look at the baby, I said Momma it's a girl and she is named after you and me Joan Thomasina. Momma smiled and drifted to sleep. And Momma never woke from that sleep. Momma's death was worse than Dad's because I knew my father well really well. And he loved mother taking care of him. Now that I got a daughter I have to moved ahead but I will never forget my mother as Dad would have wanted.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Motivation
Henrique's Story
It all started when I had a hard birth giving birth to this baby boy. Yes blind like all other babies at first then to see but also his hearing did not fully developed. He could only hear partially what I told him as the doctor stated. I had to teach him or get him taught sign language. And Henrique was a hard child. He loved and he played and he was happy. But also he had this temper. And I believed it was because he had a hard time hearing. He would go off into these tempers like a child even as he grew up. He would like to play extra and he would fight to do other things. And his grandmother helped me. Since his father left to war, Henrique was more stubborn and more willful. He thought at times that he could do anything and be anywhere. So I got more strict on him and he would just cry over and over and repeatedly as if I was hurting him more than I should. Henrique was a good nature child, it's just he did not know how to make it in this world. There is so much he has to learned and so much he has to do to achieve a good life especially with a disability. And I was worried for him. Worried that some harm might happen to him. Worried that he may runaway. Worried that he may never come back. But my mother Ella, she knew what to do for him. She knew how to get to him. She knew how to comfort him. She knew how to silence him. She knew how to play with him. She knew how to talk to him. And she would teach him what he should be. She would inspired him to be something great. She would walk with him as if he was a man even though he had some ways to go. She would teach him how to talk to others. She would be his suggogate and he was her little man. So I worked, I Henrietta worked outside my home and I was cleaning houses like other women and gathering in the field to make ends meet. And I was receiving checks from my husband John in the military. Each day times started to change and sometimes for the better. And Henrique was growing and he needed his father. I wrote to John many times and hardly ever got a response. My beloved John must be deep into mission or too busy to responded. My heart yearned for the day that he would come home and ensured his son his only son would get the upbringing that he deserve. One day as I was laboring out in the field, one of my friends. She told me to come quickly that my mother Ella had a heartattack and I ran with all of my might. If I lose her then I would lose my son and my family would come apart. My mother survived many things in her life and I prayed that she survived this. And as they took her to the hospital, I sought my sister Reath. She was younger than me and she knew how to care and watch for Momma. And I forgot about Henrique at that moment until something hit me. I ran out of the ambulance screaming for him. And I searched and searched everywhere I knew where he played. Henrique I cried and screamed and run in a rampage. And my friend looked at the other ways, and I begin to become extremely frustrated. Then from a distance my friend and I saw Henrique running and we tried to run as fast as him but we could not so we hench a ride to follow him. After sometime we caught up and said Henrique what are you doing. He did not hear. So we stop the truck in front of him a distance. And he stopped. I ran for him and cried hugging him. I said Henrique I was so scared so scared. Don't ever runaway not now. Momma needs you. Momma loves you with all of her heart. Hear my heartbeats. And I checked if he was okay. And I signaled for the truck to come and take us. And Henrique ran toward me and hug me and said Momma Momma Momma I love you. Don't leave me. I am sorry. And I said No I am sorry and I held his hand and we got into the back. And we went to see my mother Ella and she was doing fine and John was there with his hat off. And I re-introduced Henrique to his father John. And John pick him up and he smiled
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Writers
