This is a brief introduction to the book that Kieshia will be writing in the near future. Her hobbies are dancing, scrapbooking and writing. Currently, she is a student at MSJC and plans on attending UCR. Her major is dance; her career interest include being a college dance teacher or choreographer. Everybody's Life Has A Story. Much Love, Kieshia Hall
I Do Believe! I Really Do!
Do you believe in God? I believe that all things are possible. when I was just a little twinkle in the sky; my life was being perfectly planned. God put me here to make a difference, but not to stay forever. He had a plan and mapped my every move throughout my life. Through out my life there have been things that made me believe in God. My essay will start at the beginning of my life. I do believe.
When my grandfather found that my mother was pregnant with me her told her to let him keep me. He knew that this was her second child and that drugs had been something she had put first in the past. But being an expectant mother she denied the offer, she defiantly wanted me. Without any prenatal care throughout this pregnancy she gave birth to a premature baby on May 11, 1984 at 12:14 pm. This baby being me was named Kieshia Renee' Hall. I was a drug exposed baby and had no chance of surviving. Throughout my first months of life we had no place to live, we were in and out of hotels and abandoned cars. My mother neglected me and my older sister, she cared more about being on the street than taking care of her baby and her 4 year old.
Months after I was born my mother left my sister and me in a crack house. She had planned to come back, but was too high to remember where she left us. Before she could return someone had called the cops and were taken away. My sister was taken to a foster home and I was taken to a children's center. My sister and I only spent a couple of weeks apart. while I was at the children's center my medical condition was really bad, due to the fact that my mother did not take care of me. Besides having an eye and ear infection I had scabies, an upper respiratory infection, an umbilical hernia, and a list of other things. The doctors there believed if I was not brought in sooner I would of been dead. My sister and I were also very food deprived.
My grandfather and his fiancé' were the only family members that were capable of taking us in. They loved us and wanted to see us grow up and be healthy girls. When I was 11 months old my grandfather got custody of my sister. At first they did not want to take me because I was still really sick; they also were both working at the time and were not sure if they could meet the demands of a sick baby. But after taking to our social worker they had a change of heart. They knew if no one had taken me I would most likely die. So from that day forward my sister and I had new parents.
After taking my sister and me in I had a chance to thrive on life. I got the chance to go to the doctors and my heath over the years improved. At nights I would have nightmares. I spent a lot of nights crying in my sleep. My new mother would sometimes lay me on her chest and rub my back or walk with me in her arms through the house until I would stop crying. I just needed love. when they would feed me the food would go right through me. My stomach did not know what to do with it. Having this problem gave me the nick name Poopie. The second day that I was s there I said my first word which was mama.
So now that I am much older I understand that I am here by the grace of God. I know that God knew what was going to happen to me. He put love in the heart of my grandfather and my new mom. Who are now the parents of the 24 year old miracle. I do believe in God. I believe that he is a miracle worker. I do believe that I was meant to be here to tell people the story of my life. I believe that all things are possible through God who strengthens us.
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