In this era of fast food, “me” mentally, instant gratification processed foods, internet dating, quickie divorces, dysfunctional families and sometime teenage mothers, and parents who self-medicate then turn a blind eye towards their own children. There are few who may have cared or traveled this way to become a better role model for those who may be trying now. This is why you will find here a compelling human-interest story. I had never looked at a blog before, was not interested until I had to write one for myself. This is a pain. I was so excited to expose myself to the readers, that my mind was going faster than my fingers on the keyboard.
I even sent emails to friends to tell them about my BLOD. You knew what I meant, and I did, but I just sent it without checking it twice. Naturally, it became an interesting conversation, to say the least. I was embarrassed when I noticed it and knew that there was no way that I would add to it each day. This may become too much of a story in itself.
I spent too much time thinking about what to write next, like five hours, and the time flew by, but did not have much written down. I was not sure what really happened with the time, but this next paragraph is all that I wrote. Well, here it goes and I’ll see if it bothers anyone. OK? Just let me know in the comment section.
I have written articles for professional magazines in postgraduate school and published a manuscript. I have three wonderful children, and I was totally engaged as an enthusiastic teacher. The wonderful students I cared for and loved; for many of whose parents and others cared little, this story becomes even more gripping. Having been controlled for many years, teaching was my healing and my outlet of expression of my release. I have yet to find or read of one that duplicates the human suffering, the ability to overcome, the dedication to others and the ability to not just survive, but also excel in the face of adversity.
This book is one of Suspense, Mystery, Depression Culture, Slavery Life, School Life as well as a realistic portrayal of the culture of the era. There is not one topic which describes this, so they called it “Unclassifiable”.
THEY CALLED ME JO: A WHITE SLAVE GIRL There are many parts of this book which are most in engaging, while other parts may be markedly enthusiastic and exciting, yet at times, frightening and terrifying. However, each reader or listener will identify with one, several or all areas of the book.
I have many contacts through social media to promote not only myself, but for those have given me encouragement, directions and incentives to make the book more marketable worldwide.
I excelled in sports in high school and college. I was a member of an Honorary Teachers Sorority. I was a recognized high school mathematics teacher and assistant principal. I was “married” to the skills of an enthusiastic teacher, who believed that any student could learn anything, if their abilities were tapped. They excelled far beyond anyone’s expectations. Their scores improved greater than ever accomplished before. They did excel as I challenged the hidden intellect they themselves were not aware. They were brilliant.
I was an accomplished duplicate bridge player and a Delegate for the State Convention as well as the National Presidential Convention. I am shy, yet tenable and reserved. I work out enthusiastically from one to two hours a day while living in a senior community. Some of my activities and accomplishments, since retirement are: winning first place in a local fencing tournament and third at regional, I enjoy biking, white-water kayaking, sea-kayaking, and canoeing with my daughter; while each were teaching the skills as well as earning the certificates for White Water Rescue. I was challenged at surfing when I was 68 years old, while visiting my son. I found the desire contagious and relaxing due to my balancing skills as a child on the plantation and a gymnast in college. I enjoy gardening, woodworking, painting auto mechanics, shop, and small engine repair as well as operating heavy equipment and the challenges it offers.
I am 81 years old now, and began piano lessons three years ago; keeping my knowledge-based sensibility. I enjoy and adore visiting my three brilliant children and their families, who encouraged me to write this book during my recoveries from 6 major surgeries, for whom I am most grateful. My determination and incentive for continued learning, staying in good shape, health and faith never ceases.
I narrated this book, my first time for this task. It began to be quite an exhausting experience for me. Having said that had it not been for the continued encouragement from my producer I could not have made it at all. Next, it was time to fly over to meet my producer and have a 2 book sales, one of which was a question and answer time to a group about the why’s, where’s, and how this all came about and why I was so reluctant to tell about myself.
While there, I met one of my former students and their families. This was quite exciting and a joy for me because he was one of the individual students who I wrote about in the book. He not only excelled in his work, he retired at 47. This young man has become even more amazing to me, and is now reconditioning antique cars with all the new technology for many to enjoy.
Introduction to “They Called Me Jo: A White Slave Girl”
A compelling human-interest story of mystery, suspense and a realistic portrayal of the culture of the era, rounds out this tumultuous life. Child of an autocratic tyrant of a father, this “slave girl”, raised in the delta swamps on a plantation in a culture that seemed as though the depression was never over. However, her three role models befriended her in her early years, who led her to believe that she could do anything, if the mindset was there. She wanted to be exactly like them.
With a hard work ethic, this young girl who was haunted by “a murder”, clawed her way out of the darkness of naïveté to find and experience a world she had never known. This gave her the incentive of breaking the chain of ignorance where most would have succumbed to the norm of time and place, and perpetuated the cycle. Instead, she chose to rise above an environment that would have stifled most.
She became one to learn, to conquer, to overcome adversity as well as succeed. Her life was determined by time, place, environment and parenting. In later years of adult hood, she faced a life affected by circumstances and relationships, which would intrigue any reader. Its compelling interest and issues transcends anyone’s imagination. She had her mind toward a different perspective for her survival.