In the book "THE STREETS, MY CRADLE" Author Jennifer L. Jackson not only shares information about the thirty year nightmare she was in growing up on the streets, she also shares what she learned from those horrific experiences. How she got on a path of healing, sobriety and recovery. "What a struggle" the author says then smiles thinking of "what a relief" to have made it out of the street life alive. The author talks about experiences that affect people from diverse communities world wide. This story is so horrific, you'll ...
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In the book "THE STREETS, MY CRADLE" Author Jennifer L. Jackson not only shares information about the thirty year nightmare she was in growing up on the streets, she also shares what she learned from those horrific experiences. How she got on a path of healing, sobriety and recovery. "What a struggle" the author says then smiles thinking of "what a relief" to have made it out of the street life alive. The author talks about experiences that affect people from diverse communities world wide. This story is so horrific, you'll ask yourself did this take place in a third world country?, No, right here in the United States of America. This type of abuse, mis-use, the exploitation of children and adults is still taking place right here in the USA also. Although THE STREETS, MY CRADLE is a horrible story, it is also an amazing one because un-like so many others, the author of this story survived!The reader will experience the street life without physically experiencing it and understand some roots of abuse. From the author On our journey of recovery we will run into obstacles from time to time. Some we can easily just go around. Some we have to ask for guidance from our Higher Power on how to get around. But we must find a way. We can not stay stuck, if we do then we become like stagnated water, unable to flow and polluted again. Here's a poem I wrote from the book "THE STREETS, MY CRADLE" pg. xiii; WHAT DO YOU ACCEPT? One day I was walking down the street. I smelt something & wondered could that be me? I took a shower, I knew I had. Could that still be me smelling so bad? Then God said it wasn't my underarms or my feet. But, all the garbage that had been dumped in me. Because God cleaned me up, I now smell Oh so good! And I don't accept what I normally would. All rights to this 102 page memoir belong to the Author Jennifer L. Jackson. Copy right 2009.
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