So, when it comes to politics, I usually have no view. I don’t really know a lot about it, although I am starting to learn.
My mum is a committed member of the Labour Party. Now when I say committed, I mean committed. Like, she goes campaigning with her ‘crew’ on frosty Saturday mornings – she’s dedicated.
On Saturday 11th of January 2014, I decided to tag along with her to one of her Labour campaigns. They were handing out leaflets outside a shopping centre in a neighbouring ward. I was standing in the background, totally freezing, but totally loving the whole atmosphere and vibe. These people are genuinely passionate about their cause and want people to hear them out. They didn’t force people to listen to them, they simply explained what they believed and left people to make up their own minds. I respect that. I feel like, people should be given the information then left to choose what they believe or what they want to do with the information they received. That’s why I try to not shove my opinion down anyone’s throats (‘try’ being a significant word).
After about an hour, Chuka Umunna turned up. For those of you that don’t know (and you really should know, by the way) Chuka is a British politician, Member of Parliament (MP) for Streatham (since 2010) and the Shadow Business Secretary (since 2011). He’s kind of a big deal. My mum was seriously excited about him being there because he’s half Nigerian and from the same tribe as my family. My mum totally used him as a subject for a ‘if he can do it, you can do it’ lecture which I pretty much heard the WHOLE day but I can’t really complain. It was inspiring, especially concerning how humble he was.
Now everything I say, I say with good intentions so hear me out. Many (note how I said ‘many’, NOT all) Black, Asian, non-white or whatever you like to call yourselves people like to use their race and background as an excuse and as a reason to not succeed and to not do well in life. Many like to blame racism or the government or the police or pretty much anyone, for the reasons they are not succeeding. You guys have got to get over it. I’m not saying racism is finished, because I’m pretty sure it still exists. But for goodness sakes, we’re in a generation that has seen a Black president of the United States of America – place where racism, years ago, was horrendous – for two bloody terms. Come on now. What I’m saying is that I never ever ever believe that your colour, background or any aspect of you is a reason why you aren’t who you want to be and isn’t any indication as to why you aren’t where you desire. Get over that ‘pity me and my people’ attitude. Without being all cliché and cheesy, the only obstacle that can be a huge hindrance in your way, is you and your mind-set. That’s something I learnt YEARS ago.
Did you think it was easy for a young high school girl, living in London (a city with 8.3 million other people with dreams and hopes just like her) to randomly start a blog nearly two years ago, where she could share her love for writing and inspiring people? I had a million-and-one reasons as to why I shouldn’t do it. I had pressure to focus and get good grades at school. I had pressure to be social with my friends and be popular (and all that nonsense). I had pressure to know what I want to be when I grow up, career-wise (to be perfectly honest, I’m not even sure now, something to do with writing, I think). I was confused about who to tell about my blog, how would people take it? I was worried I wouldn’t even get views. Simply put, I was confused and worried and scared and anxious, but I went for it. And here I am.
I’m not sure where I am headed and I’m not sure what I’m going to be, but one thing I am sure about is I’ll work hard all of the time, and at the end I will succeed, and I plan on bringing my friends and family along this journey with me.
The other day I was reading the Bible on my Bible app (technology can be really great), when I came across a Bible verse that is totally perfect for this post: Proverbs 10:4 (CEB) says; Laziness brings poverty; hard work makes one rich.
This verse explains that being hard working is a positive thing in a person and makes you rich, physically rich (money and all that good stuff) or emotional and mentally rich, were you are content with life and feel like you’re a functioning, profitable addition to society and to the world. But obviously, don’t work too hard. Leave time for fun. I’m lucky because this blog is both work and fun.
The feature image is a picture my mum took of Chuka and I. She asked permission from him directly to take the photo, so I’m assuming I have permission to post it on my blog (awks if I don’t). AND I’d like to thank Chuka for inspiring me and reminding me of what I first wanted to do myself. Inspire people.
I’d also like to remind you, I follow no political party. My mother just happened to support Labour, and I went to the campaign, just to support her. But, I definitely agree with some of the Labour Party’s ideology. (Torrie fans, please don’t hate me) It’s only just occurred to me, most of you readers are not living in the UK. Please don’t be put off by the fact that you don’t understand British politics, because truth be told, I don’t either. Just be inspired by my overall message, which is work hard.
Well, this was one of my favourites. I’ve been distracted for long time on here, but I’m back on track!