got baby again Babe by my father) I wis i had boy
but I don
(l wish I had a boyfriend but J don 'i) ws i had su me fucks a boy Ike
(wish I had excuse me, fucks a boy like) or girl den i fel rite dat I have to qk skool (other girls then I feel right that I have to quit school)
i lv baby abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz (i love baby)
Dear Precious,
Don't forget to put the date, 1/18/88, on your journal entries.
I am glad you love your baby. I think a beautiful young girl like you should get a chance to get an education. I think your first responsibility has to be to yourself. You should not drop out of school.
COME BACK TO CLASS. WE MISS YOU.
Love Ms Rain
Ms R Ja 19,1988
S
wrk as mi i want to gv Litt Mong Abdul up adopsus
(Social worker ask me if I want to give Little Mongo and Abdul up for adoption)
I fel ki her
(I feel kill her)
Nevr hep now wnt kiz way
(Never help now want to take kids away) tsak Abdul i don notin
(take Abdul I don't have nothing)
Precious,
It seems the opposite to me. If you keep Abdul you might have nothing. You are learning to read and write, that is everything.
Come back to school when you get out the hospital.
You're only seventeen. Your whole life is in front of you.
Ms Rain
1/20
Gr
cme vit sa onle dog dro babee an wak off (Grandmother come visit say only a dog will drop a baby and walk off)
say lat no^vipa dog
(say later not even a dog)
Dear Precious,
Don't forget to put the year, '88, on your journal entries.
Precious you are not a dog. You are a wonderful young woman who is trying to make something of her life. I have some questions for you: Where was your grandmother when your father was abusing you?
Where is Little Mongo now?
What is going to be the best thing for you in this situation?
Ms Rain
Mss, Rinas
lot qu
u ask
Hoo?
(lot of questions you ask)
(Who?)
Nbi
(nobody)
aln
(alone)
no Frknm
(no Farrakhan)
no mmam
(no mama)
no gr
muver fther fucktz mefrJ
(no grandmother father fucks me years) lii Mongl with my gr
(Little Mongo -with my grandmother) bes four mi tostop breev i sm tim tik (best for me to stop breathing I sometimes think) aso i want to b god muvther
(also I wants to be good mother)
Precious Jones
Dear Dear Precious,
Being a good mother might mean letting your baby be raised by someone who is better able than you to meet the child's needs.
Ms Rain
Mz Rain
Dan frget rite day Ms R
(Don't forget to write the date Ms Rain.) I is be bt meet cldls ed.
(I is best able to meet my child's need.) Ms Precious
Dear Ms Precious, 1/22/88
When you are raising a small infant you need help. Who is going to help you? How will you support yourself? How will you keep learning to read and write?
Ms Rain
Ms Rain
th wfr hip mma it help mi
(The welfare help Mama. It help me?) Precious Mi
Dear Precious Miss,
When you get home from the hospital look and see how much welfare has helped your mother.
You could go further than your mother. You could get your G.E.D. and go to college. You could do anything Precious but you gotta believe it.
Love Blue Rain
Dear Blu
I lie tah nme Ms Ran. I ty/ty)
(I like that name Ms. Rain. Vm tired tired.) Well I honestly did wanna jus' take Abdul home 'n rest so I could hurry up 'n go back to school. But when I git home from the hospital Mama try to kill me. I had told myself if she ever come at me like that again I will stab her to def. But when it happen, when she git up off that couch 'n charge toward me like fifty niggers, I ran. I just grab Abdul, my bags, 'n hit the door. I got new baby boy in my arms 'n she calling me bitch hoe slut say she gonna kill me 'cause I ruin her life.
Gonna kill me wif her "BARE HANDS!" It's like a black wall gonna crash down on me, nuthin' to do but run. "First you steal my husband! Then you get me cut off welfare!" She MAD! No time to say nothin'. Once I'm outside the door I stop at top of the stairs, look hard at her. She still foaming at mouf, talking about her husband I spoze to
but I don
(l wish I had a boyfriend but J don 'i) ws i had su me fucks a boy Ike
(wish I had excuse me, fucks a boy like) or girl den i fel rite dat I have to qk skool (other girls then I feel right that I have to quit school)
i lv baby abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz (i love baby)
Dear Precious,
Don't forget to put the date, 1/18/88, on your journal entries.
I am glad you love your baby. I think a beautiful young girl like you should get a chance to get an education. I think your first responsibility has to be to yourself. You should not drop out of school.
COME BACK TO CLASS. WE MISS YOU.
Love Ms Rain
Ms R Ja 19,1988
S
wrk as mi i want to gv Litt Mong Abdul up adopsus
(Social worker ask me if I want to give Little Mongo and Abdul up for adoption)
I fel ki her
(I feel kill her)
Nevr hep now wnt kiz way
(Never help now want to take kids away) tsak Abdul i don notin
(take Abdul I don't have nothing)
Precious,
It seems the opposite to me. If you keep Abdul you might have nothing. You are learning to read and write, that is everything.
Come back to school when you get out the hospital.
You're only seventeen. Your whole life is in front of you.
Ms Rain
1/20
Gr
cme vit sa onle dog dro babee an wak off (Grandmother come visit say only a dog will drop a baby and walk off)
say lat no^vipa dog
(say later not even a dog)
Dear Precious,
Don't forget to put the year, '88, on your journal entries.
Precious you are not a dog. You are a wonderful young woman who is trying to make something of her life. I have some questions for you: Where was your grandmother when your father was abusing you?
Where is Little Mongo now?
What is going to be the best thing for you in this situation?
Ms Rain
Mss, Rinas
lot qu
u ask
Hoo?
(lot of questions you ask)
(Who?)
Nbi
(nobody)
aln
(alone)
no Frknm
(no Farrakhan)
no mmam
(no mama)
no gr
muver fther fucktz mefrJ
(no grandmother father fucks me years) lii Mongl with my gr
(Little Mongo -with my grandmother) bes four mi tostop breev i sm tim tik (best for me to stop breathing I sometimes think) aso i want to b god muvther
(also I wants to be good mother)
Precious Jones
Dear Dear Precious,
Being a good mother might mean letting your baby be raised by someone who is better able than you to meet the child's needs.
Ms Rain
Mz Rain
Dan frget rite day Ms R
(Don't forget to write the date Ms Rain.) I is be bt meet cldls ed.
(I is best able to meet my child's need.) Ms Precious
Dear Ms Precious, 1/22/88
When you are raising a small infant you need help. Who is going to help you? How will you support yourself? How will you keep learning to read and write?
Ms Rain
Ms Rain
th wfr hip mma it help mi
(The welfare help Mama. It help me?) Precious Mi
Dear Precious Miss,
When you get home from the hospital look and see how much welfare has helped your mother.
You could go further than your mother. You could get your G.E.D. and go to college. You could do anything Precious but you gotta believe it.
Love Blue Rain
Dear Blu
I lie tah nme Ms Ran. I ty/ty)
(I like that name Ms. Rain. Vm tired tired.) Well I honestly did wanna jus' take Abdul home 'n rest so I could hurry up 'n go back to school. But when I git home from the hospital Mama try to kill me. I had told myself if she ever come at me like that again I will stab her to def. But when it happen, when she git up off that couch 'n charge toward me like fifty niggers, I ran. I just grab Abdul, my bags, 'n hit the door. I got new baby boy in my arms 'n she calling me bitch hoe slut say she gonna kill me 'cause I ruin her life.
Gonna kill me wif her "BARE HANDS!" It's like a black wall gonna crash down on me, nuthin' to do but run. "First you steal my husband! Then you get me cut off welfare!" She MAD! No time to say nothin'. Once I'm outside the door I stop at top of the stairs, look hard at her. She still foaming at mouf, talking about her husband I spoze to
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