The American Worker… Under Paid, Over Worked

The American Worker... Under Paid, Over Worked

The American worker; under paid and over worked. That is not an excuse to do your job poorly. Put your best foot forward and take pride in your work. You may be under appreciated by your employer but God sees. Serve your job as if you were serving HIM. Please Jesus in your labor and your rewards will come; they may not be monetary but they’re coming. Blessed be the disciplined and diligent.


Do it out of the Goodness of your Heart

Do it out of the Goodness of your Heart

The Jumarally family has dedicated themselves to helping the homeless and underprivileged even during their greatest times of need. The family would turn around their beat up van with no air conditioning that was prone to break down and make a special trip to the store to purchase food for a homeless person they might see on the street. “If you have a little extra to give, why not do it?” Is what father Zainul Jumarally would say even after his handyman business was suffering mightily during the poor American Economy of 2007 through 2009. The St. Cloud, Florida family was featured in an October 2009 issue of People Magazine for their generous spirit. Despite struggling to make their own ends meet, the family still volunteered to deliver food through the local Meals on Wheels program twice a week and even took any opportunity they got to meet the needs of their neighbors around them.

“For me, I feel that my mission in life is to go there and help other people” Stated the mother Safeia Jumarally. “Finding Meals on Wheels was a great opportunity because it led us to even more opportunities to help other people.” The Jumarallys even started volunteering at the Osceola County Council on aging during a time when Zainual had lost ninety percent of his business and had to do other odd jobs to keep his family afloat. They struggled to make mortgage payments on their home and keep food on the table, yet they continued to help others. “As much as we’re going through struggles ourselves, we still look to do things for other people to help them,” Zainul said. “We even got our kids involved. We want to teach them (that) sometimes people need that help.”

The Jumarally children at the time, 16-year-old Taahirah, 11-year-old Tamerah and 8-year-old Zaahid, helped their parents volunteer, sometimes joined by any combination of their 10 cousins who lived nearby. Young Zaahid suffered from many ailments and even had heart surgery but he still joined the family in their efforts whenever he felt well enough.

People Magazine, through Lean Cuisine, donated $12,000.00 in groceries to the family to honor them for their service. The Jumarallys were grateful for the donation, they said, mostly because it was not only for them-selves.

“It’s helped. We have food in the pantry for the kids,” Safeia said. “It’s helped us, and it’s also helping other people. We’re not only taking that and using it for ourselves. We’re taking it and helping others.” The Jumarally family donated three turkeys and five bags of food to needy St. Cloud residents that Thanksgiving. Zainul wanted to help more families every Thanksgiving which led him to creating a non profit organization that focused on feeding the hungry. “I know there are a lot of people that need help,” he said. “We see ourselves, right in St. Cloud; there are people on the streets.” To this day the Jumarally family continues to prosper while helping others in their community. “You give as you get,” Safeia said. “It’s a Blessing.”

The Jumarallys truly do things from the goodness of their hearts.



Every family has its shining star, the beautifully, talented, overachieving shining star. Celebrated and championed they are by their loved ones, well… most of their loved ones. Siblings, cousins even parents sometimes feel slighted or become scorned at all of the constant praise directed towards the “special one” standing in the spotlight. Their success shouldn’t be your failure; find your own way to shine.

Cameron’s Call

Cameron’s Call


Man, I’m so tired tonight and my feet are killing me. Let me see here, table forty-two is having chips and salsa as an appetizer and two beef fajitas. Table thirty-three is going to share queso dip and the chicken nachos. I know that cheap dude on thirty-three is going to stiff me on my tip. Fake ass dope boy; he needs to take off those fake jewels and it’s time to cut them raggedy dreads bra’. Homeboy looks like the George Jefferson of the 21st century, only he’s got a receding dread line instead of a receding hairline. He’s in here with a new chubby girlfriend; I think she got a few pounds on the old one. She’s weighin’ in at about a cool two-twenty. Brrrr. Fake dope boy keeps looking over at the slim light skinned girl on forty-two. She ain’t even studdin’ dat fool. He’s playin’ his self and fat girl is startin’ to get mad. She sees him peekin’ over at that girl. I don’t think he want it with her. I’d give fat girl two to one odds of whippin’ him. I’m so tired of some of these people. Just think I’m here serving tables as a thirty-five year-old man just because I believe in my ability to tell their story.

The Lord has blessed me with an awesome talent, I believe in HIM therefore I believe in me. I believe in the gift HE’s Blessed me with and if I use it for his purpose I will be successful. I will always believe and write about the perils of the peoples of Pine Hills. My how far the mighty have fallen, once the manager of many a nightclub, bar, restaurant, call center, warehouse and mold injection facility, I now run to the beckoning call of every wanna be thug and hoochie mama from my community that dawn my section. I quit my job for many reasons but mostly because I believe, now it’s time for me to be humbled and my faith strengthened. That light skinned girl is calling for me with a sexy smile on her face. She’s probably going to try to flirt some more. I played dumb last time; I’ll give a little this time. I need the tip. Light skin is kinda cute but I’m here to work and I don’t have time for the drama. I’ve got a young lady at home waiting for me who also believes in my gift and dream. That’s what I’m going home to, not another of my many fast flings. Lord I ask for forgiveness for some of the things I’ve said and thought this evening and for the strength to make it through these last two tables. I thank you for where you have placed me at this time in my life and for what you have blessed me with. I believe in you therefore I believe in me, Amen. Let me see what this little fast girl wants now.

Chubby Wanna Be Dope Boy With Receding Dreads:

Damn, that old bald head dude is blocking my view of chick. Them titties look right in that red shirt. She got a little ass for a slim chick too. I wish I wasn’t here wit Big Betty so I could holla at her. Betty talikin’ ‘bout what I keep lookin’ over there for, because bitch, they fine and ‘yo ass big. I can’t wait till Betty get her check so that I can get some re-up money. I need to get my hustle on. I’m gonna flip that check. After I get on my feet, I’ma be out bitch! True dat! Shit nigga move, I think I can see up that little skirt by the way she’s sittin’. Move nigga, move. Good, there you go, all shit! She crossed her legs, damn! I hope Betty take her big ass to the bathroom so I can go over there and get her number. Shit, I’ll take either one of their numbers. They both better than all the fat bitches I mess wit now. After we get outta here I think I’ll get Betty’s car so that I can go over and see Carol. I ain’t tapped that big ass in a while. Yea, true playa for real.

Slim Light Skin:

Uh hum, go head Mr. Bald Head. I know he got to be in his thirties but he’s fine as shit. I can see the way Shaneka keep lookin’ at him too. If anybody gonna fuck him it’s gonna be me. I don’t mind me a little older man; usually they have more experience and they’re more into getting you off. But, they got to be in shape; don’t nobody want no flabby ass old man especially if he ain’t got no money. Mr. Bald Head ain’t got to have no money I can tell he’s got a flat stomach under there and look at that butt. Even under his apron I can see a little bulge. I know he’s workin’ wit somethin’ and I wanna see. I’m gonna show him some more cleavage when he brings my salsa back here. I’ma try and reel ‘em in before Shaneka ho ass try to get at him. She’ll do him in a heartbeat. She ain’t a lady like me. I don’t know why that little chubby dude with the fat girl keep staring over here at me. Why is he still holding on to those dreads? That shit looks a hot mess and why is he wearing all that fake jewelry and shit? I hope his little ugly ass don’t come over here and try ta holla. If he do, I’m gonna just tell him I got a man and push him Shaneka’s way. Shit she might mess wit his little ugly ass if he get her hair and nails done. She’s so triflin’.

A month later Mr. Bald Head would be published, fake dope boy would be incarcerated and slim light skin would be impregnated with a bastard child. Each of them achieved the results they worked so hard towards in life, whether knowingly or unknowingly.

Cameron’s Call

Remain open to love

Remain open to love

Are you still open, open to love? Love can be a gift and a curse, bring you joy and misery. The hurt you felt when you lost your first puppy love to another, you thought you’d just die didn’t you? Losing your love while longing for lust taught you volumes. You felt beyond betrayed that time you were cheated on while remaining faithful. Learn much? Good, use it to make the next love your greatest, remain open… to love.

Thank you Jesus for my Love Blessing

Thank you Jesus for my Love Blessing

Oh how you do the things you do. Be thankful for that thoughtful, ultra giving lover. Don’t they sometimes shame you with their benevolence? You do well but your efforts always seem to pale in compression to theirs. A higher love is what they offer bringing you to your knees in prayer. Matching their love and giving is a lofty goal and problem we’d all love to have. Daily praise and thanks to God for my love blessing.

Break the Mold! Set a New Trend.

Break the Mold! Set a New Trend.

Often imitated, never duplicated. Our society has become so cookie cutter; there is rarely an original thought. We just keep refurbishing or revamping ideas of the past. It takes too much effort to come up with something new. Why think outside the box when this same blueprint has been working for years? Watered down is what that brilliant idea becomes, merely a shell of itself, no longer entertaining, educational or enlightening. Tune the world out, come from your heart with your creation. The result will be a concept of your unique design; break the mold and set a new trend.