My Cherie Amor

The Big Chicken

My mama don't do dope no more

I can hear her praying to God sometimes .

I think God really helped her change herself.

She watches TV with us, and even checks my homework sometimes. When we walk to school, Me and my brother's get Eskimo kisses and kisses on the mouth. When mama kisses us on the mouth, I know she really loves us! I hope she loves us forever.

My brother's dont think she quit doing dope, but I do. I know she loves us but life is hard for her. People do dope when life is hard for them.

She had 5 husbands and six kids. Hahaha......That's waaaaay too many husbands and kids! That's probably why she start doing dope in the first place.

My big brother's daddy come over sometimes. I don't get to see mines, but my little brother daddy lives with us. When ma mama cook, He always gets the big chicken. My big sister's get mad when he gets his food before us. They say we should eat first cause we the kids. They think mama loves him more than us. But I don't. I think she loves us more, just a different kind of love. Husband love makes mama happy and sad and mad, all at the same time. We just stay out the way. Especially when he in they room tickling her. Kid love... is just kid love. You love yo kids even tho they bad sometimes. You just always love them no matter what. Even if you don't take care of them that good. Mama tries really hard to be a good mama, but she don't have no job. We don't get presents for our birthday or christmas or nothin. She say it just good to have your family around on them days. We drew a Xmas tree on the mirrors this Christmas with crayons. It was pretty because I got to do most of it. I am a artist you know. I won 20 dollars in a art contest at school. Yes mam! We got presents from the church, but we only got some of them. I was happy, but I always wondered what happened to the rest of them. My mama is funny, she say ain't no Santa Claus. I didn't think it was no Santa Claus anyway. We ain't got no chimney like them white kids, and plus Santa Clause can't climb three floors of stairs to get to our house. I hate Christmas anyway!

I wrote mama a letter yesterday. I asked her why she don't love my big sisters. They are waaay older than me so they fast and stuff. Since they fast, they get in trouble a lot. It seems like mama don't love them. They make her soooo mad! In my letter, I asked her to please make our plate FIRST next time she cook. And I asked her if my sister's can have the big chicken, I think they need the big chicken more than anybody else.