Ratchet-ness is NOT Genetic

For those of you unaware “ratchet” is like new-age “ghetto”. (Advice to those unaware, move out from under that rock).

As some one who has seen her fair share of ratchet parents, I have also seen quite a few ratchet kids.

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It hurts my heart because ratchet tendencies will spread throughout your brain and alter your decision making, like a cancer or dementia. That may sound extreme but those who are unable to turn their “ratchet” back off have trouble finding jobs, live in poverty, marry men with cornrows that barely reach their neck,etc. Bottom line is ratchet-ness is a serious problem affecting today’s youth.

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However, I am pleased to announce that ratchet-ness is NOT genetic. Classic Nature vs. Nurture. Can you catch it? YES. Can your children catch it? Definitely. But no one is born with it so everyone has a chance, but no one is immune.

Ratchet-ness is spreading across the internet and the school system like crazy. Please keep an eye out for the regular symptoms:

symptom 1. If you don’t mind leaving the house in a scarf or wave cap, without a bra or proper underwear, with an article of clothing with the following words on it “b**ch, yolo, ni**a, etc.”

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symptom 2. If you find yourself angrily screaming at service workers, the elderly, other people’s children, etc, while clapping at every word, with no regard for the people watching

Ratchet-ness in moderation is okay for everybody. If you really want to prevent “Bob Johnson” from turning into “Bob westsidegang Loyaltyovereverything Johnson” then allow yourself a twerk or two so that you will not suppress the urge too long!

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As for the children. Expose your kids to more than you have ever seen. Give them a fighting chance and an opportunity to be fully functioning members of society. Ratchet parents are prone to raising ratchet children. If you feel you are too ratchet to raise your baby; befriend someone who is willing to teach your child some un-ratchet ways. So that your children can have a chance to make that choice.

Or raise them to be like lil Boosie’s daughter (so ratchet but she is SO CUTE, and a #thug)

Good Luck To You All

Ms. Get Right

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Why I No Longer Believe in Fear

mimA month into my last semester of college, I discovered that I was pregnant.
Wait. let me go back a bit.

Throughout my college career I conquered it all. I completed two internships, started taking graduate courses early, held a job all 4 years, was a resident assistant, senior orientation leader, in MULTIPLE clubs (on the executive board of a few of them) etc, all the while able to have a social life. So when my last year was approaching I was one of few people not afraid of the “real world”.

Then I met fear. A month into my last semester of college I found out I was pregnant. So I started planning, cause that’s what I do to put me at ease. I thought I was ready to take on the pregnancy, until I remembered I had to face people. Telling my family was not a problem, they love me no matter what. But I was so afraid of everyone else, professors, colleagues, peers, even friends and what they would think of me. I was afraid of falling short of the expectations others had set for me.

So I hid.
Not intentionally; and for a while I did not even realize I was hiding. But then people I used to speak to everyday on campus started asking me “where have you been”. Next thing I knew hiding in my dorm room was not enough, so I ran. I started going home every weekend at first, then every week day. I missed classes, meetings, and even called out of my on-campus job a few times.

I thought I would regain my confidence after graduation and reveal to the world my wonderful little secret, but it never happened. I spent my 40 week, 4 day pregnancy afraid to leave the house in fear that I would run into a friend on the street and they would see my huge watermelon sized stomach. I was even too afraid of  shame to let people tag me in pictures online and reveal my new identity to the world. And it wasnt because I didnt want to be a mother, Ive always looked forward to being a mom, but I felt that I had let everyone else down.

Then the fears multiplied. I was afraid of labor, afraid of being induced, afraid of epidural, afraid of a c section, afraid of parenting. Worst of all, afraid of letting anyone know i was afraid. Leaving me to fight the battle alone, trying to maintain the front that I was fearless.

In the confines of my mind I was dealing with fears so intense, I was suffering. Then it all happened, and it all happened at once. Everything I was fearing happened all in the same day,
and it was perfect.

All this time what I thought was fear, was success, it was growth, and true accomplishment. I have learned that when you are about to truly face something you are meant to do and become the person you are meant to become, it is not supposed to be easy. True progress is supposed to be so profound that all you want to do is run in the opposite direction, because you know once you embrace it, there is no turning back and nothing will be the same.

I felt it again today as I was putting the finishing touches on my new website (ms.getright.com). What we think is fear is really just us stepping outside of ourselves and shedding old skin. The honor student, multi tasking person I was in college was amazing, sure! But if I allowed myself to believe that graduating and getting a good job was all I could bear then I would have stunted a great potential I never knew I had

So I proudly invite you to go visit my website MSGETRIGHT.COM .. stay tuned into my blog ..and follow me on twitter @_msgetright..find me on facebook Ms. Get Right PR

Because I am not afraid of your rejection. Nor am I afraid of your acceptance. So don’t fear my success, support me!

Thank you so much for reading.