I was 16 years old when
I found out that I was pregnant. My first thought
was, "Oh boy, Shaquette how are you going to explain this
to your mother?"
Being that my family was so rooted in the Christian faith I knew
doomed. Being so young and unmarried my family wasn't the only
had to take. All of my friends were at my side during the whole
when Keshawn was born it was a totally different story. I wasn't
able to go
out to the mall or to the movies all the time and that really
made my friends
angry. Most of them stopped talking to me because I was too busy
baby to go out and just hang around. When he was about 4 months
got to go to the school picnic, but he had to come along too and
that was no
fun so, I decided to make the best of a bad situation.
As for Keshawn's father
when he found out he enlisted in the Marines and
disappeared. I get a $50.00 check here or there, and he may send
picture of him every once in a while but that is all. I never
explanation for his disappearing. Keshawn's grandmother used to
come and see
him she would pick him up and take him shopping, but once he turned
all of that stopped. She said that, I should have been used to
being a mother
by then. My family of course disowned me, and I moved into my
which only made things more difficult, because I was only making
hour at a dead end job which I hated with a passion.
Keshawn is 3 years old
now. I am 19, I graduated from high school at 17.
Fall semester of 2000, I will be a junior in college, which I
attend because of a four year basketball scholarship. My G.P.A
is a 3.6 and
I am striving really hard to make that 4.0 average. My school
hour 5 days a week FREE child care. So Keshawn is there
while I am in class.
Thank God that I chose the right school.
God that I never gave up.
I am saying all of this... to show you that through all ordeals
always be a happy ending in you want one. Even though it may take
a while to
do, just have faith, believe me it will get done.