Chapter 1, Page 1
February 11th, 2007 at 01:05am Manchild
On day 42 of 2007, those of you who got up and showed up today will have an opportunity to preview a “rough draft” from the first page of Chapter 1 of a book that’s scheduled for publication and release in 2008. Enjoy.
Working Together For Good
Stepping through the double doors the hands of Time just swung open positions you and I in a safe place where we can stare into the smiling, albeit tear-stained, face of Demetrius. This jubilant manchild is too busy celebrating right now to talk to us. As we stand here, we’ll just listen for now.
Inspired by an adverse set of demoralizing circumstances Demetrius will not soon forget, the resilient one kept aiming high and higher still until he graduated from “Gotta Dewwitt University.” Despite his antagonistic peers’ attempts to retard his God-given ability to excel and succeed, every weapon designed to curtail his academic and personal goals failed and fell harmlessly at his feet. Every malicious attack he overcame originated from a pugnacious pack of predators. His antagonists hated, haunted, and taunted him most of his life simply because he dared to dance to the beat of a different drummer.
Upon first glance, it appears that he has survived a relentless series of spiritual attacks he endured unscathed. But the emotional toll from the unprovoked physical street fights his pugilistic peers instigated has severely scarred the protective skin covering the face of his deeply wounded soul. Nevertheless, this grateful college graduate gives honor to God amidst his family and friends. He also acknowledges all the unsung heroes and sheroes who faithfully stood by his side until his childhood dream of graduating from “U. Gotta Dewwitt” comes true.
Demetrius’ twin brothers, Vince and Vance, are two of the many slappy happy huggers mingling amongst the eclectic mix of well-wishers, hand grippers, and cheek kissers. Both are seven years older and stand almost a foot taller than their sibling. It’s virtually impossible to tell these towering mammoths apart absent the scar adorning Vince’s right eye. Following the behest of their mother’s protests, these soft-spoken twins suffer the consequences for initially choosing to call their little brother “Stutterbox.” But their gritty no nonsense mother, Ruth, isn’t pleased by her baby boy’s unflattering alias. Out of respect, the strong, yet gentle, men — who faithfully supported this cancer survivor during her darkest night of the soul — refuse to refer to Demetrius as Stutterbox whenever Ruth is around.
Copyright © 1997-2007 by Roderick O. Solomon. All Rights Reserved.
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