Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Christmastime

Last night we had a Christmas Party with three of my favorite little girls- Nya-Surah, Jahara, and Miya. I met these girls last winter, on a Sunshine retreat, had them in my cabin this summer, and this semester I have been able to spend time quite a bit of time with them. They live a few blocks over, in Cabrini Green. I can't tell you how much joy these girls give me.

We took them to dinner last night and my little Miya, (the littlest one in the blue coat) was so funny. Though she shouldn't have been makin fun of a certain boy that was putting on a show in the SDR, her little personality cracks me up. I couldn't stop laughing at her.

As I held their hands and walked them home, I just soaked up their love and gave them as much
of mine as I could. These little beauties are world changers, they've sure changed mine. Merry Christmas girls!



Friday, December 7, 2007

The World of the South Side

This article was written about Woodlawn, the neighborhood that Sunshine is located in...

Killings shed light on rift
Woodlawn, U. of C. have had ups, downs through the years
Dawn Turner Trice
December 3, 2007

If you want to know more about the tension that still exists between the Woodlawn community and its neighbor to the north, the venerable University of Chicago, you need only look at two murders that recently brought attention to the Woodlawn community.

Helen Latimore and Jeane Clark, two longtime Woodlawn residents, believe the killings speak volumes.

I'm referring to the shooting death of the University of Chicago doctoral student who was gunned down not far from his off-campus Woodlawn apartment in the 6100 block of South Ellis Avenue on the edge of the university; and the murder of a 21-year-old woman whose charred body was found in a dumpster in the 6100 block of South Prairie Avenue. You probably have heard the name, Amadou Cisse.

Memorialized on Friday, Cisse was the 28-year-old Sengalese student who had just successfully defended his doctoral thesis in chemistry. You may be less familiar with the name Theresa Bunn. She was a graduate of Englewood High School and was about to have a baby.

Clark believes that if Bunn had been a university student, her murder would have gotten far more attention.

"There are murders over here that you hardly hear about," said Clark, who lives not far from where Bunn's body was found. "It's not only about [Bunn]. What about the other lady [Hazel Lewis, 52] found burned to death on 50th and Cottage Grove?"

And that's kind of at the heart of the schism that, after decades, remains between the university and some community residents: The feeling that if you live outside the university's footprint, or if you aren't affiliated with the university, then you don't have the same worth as the students and faculty members right across the street.

After Cisse's death, the university responded in the way it often does when a student is victimized. Police presence was stepped up. Students were reminded to be aware of their surroundings and to make the most of shuttle services and the emergency phones around campus.

Latimore said her neighbors responded in the way they often do when there's a violent crime on campus.

"Your heart goes out for the victim, but you say to yourself: 'Lord, please don't let [the assailant] be one of our children,'" said Latimore, 65, who lives a block away from where Cisse was killed. She lives in a lovely townhouse her mother bought in 1950.

Latimore said the anxiety is immediate, and then comes the fear that the divide between the university and the community will deepen. She said that it wasn't until residents saw the non-Woodlawn addresses of the teenage boys arrested in a string of recent violent campus attacks, "that we could really start to mourn for Cisse. That's a sad commentary, but it's true.

"Perhaps that's what happens when you're old enough to have seen Woodlawn at its best and its worst, and you're trying to restore it to better times. You know that anything at any moment can upset all the hard work.

"Some days you can hardly walk down the street, past the store that sells loose cigarettes, the other store that only sells through a fiberglass window with a hole in it," Clark said.

Her two-flat, which sits in the well-tended 6100 block of Rhodes Avenue, has been in the family since 1942. She remembers when Woodlawn's residents had several full-service grocery stores in the heart of the community rather than only gas station mini-marts, which they have now.

By the late 1950s on Clark's block, black doctors, lawyers and judges lived side by side. Lorraine Hansberry, the late playwright who wrote "A Raisin in the Sun," and her family lived a few doors down.

"So when the community started to deteriorate and the city wouldn't clean our streets, we swept them ourselves," Clark told me as we sat with other residents in Sunrise Gospel Ministries' new state-of-the-art community center at 61st Street and Rhodes Avenue. "When the lights burned out, we called and called until the city replaced the bulbs. When people started hanging out in abandoned buildings, we pleaded with the city to board them up or tear them down.

"Today there are pockets of progress around Woodlawn. New developments are planned on some vacant lots. Older residents encourage newer residents to rein in their children. Vandalism and loitering are reported immediately. Residents also have begun youth programs and opened youth centers to give young people alternatives to joining gangs and hanging out.

Residents say it was tragic that Cisse lost his life; but equally tragic that such young people may have been involved.

The fight is a tough one. And that's true even though the university in recent years has tried to be a better neighbor by investing $70 million in housing initiatives, jobs programs and public education/charter schools.

For some, it hasn't been enough to lessen the resentment.

"People still see the university as harboring dreams of taking over our property," Latimore said. "Of waiting until Woodlawn is in such disrepair that all they have to do is swoop down and take it over.

"It didn't help that a few years ago the university hired a planning consultant that recommended the university expand south of 61st Street, which it has long said it wouldn't do. University officials quickly nixed the idea. But not before it reignited the suspicions and the mistrust among some Woodlawn residents.

In a fragile situation such as this almost anything can. Nothing happens without some reverberation, including the sad, sad deaths of two young people -- and too many others, Woodlawn residents say, we'll never hear much about -- who weren't allowed to live out their promise.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Ramblings

It is entirely too late for me to be sitting at my desk on my computer, let alone BLOGGING! But here I am. There's lots on my mind tonight.

Drama, drama, drama. I really hate it. Cummon girls. Get over it. (Long sigh) For this reason I dislike females. Why must there be the moodswings and emotional rollercoasters?! They drive me nuts. Yes, I'm a female and yes I feel those things, but you have to learn to CONTROL YOURSELF. Once again all I can say is... Cummon now.

I've actually accomplished quite a bit in the last few days. Late night energy kicks always are the best. I wrote 6 pgs of my big research paper two nights ago between 11 and 1!!

I cannot begin to write about how refreshed I get every Wednesday. Heading down to Sunshine is my favorite part of the week. Those hugs and shouts I get as I step in the the SGM building just fill me up. I love those kids so much. They are my such a big part of me now, I absolutely cannot wait until the ARE my life.

I read a book last weekend called Our America. Two boys, LeAlan Jones and Lloyd Newman, from the South Side of Chicago (Where Sunshine is located) were chosen in the 90s to do a bit of a journalism piece on their lives in and surrounding the Ida B. Wells housing projects. These boys interviewed and talked about their daily occurances and it was put on National Public Radio. It was a big hit. Then as years progressed they continued their stories, including their accounts of the death of Eric Morse, a a5 year old who was dropped to his death off the 14 story of one of the projects by two other little boys. Its a crazy world and they are bluntly open about it, trying to make their voices known. I have thought about it a lot over the past week. The lives these kids encounter are wild. Then today while I was reading to a little girl that I've developed quiet a good relationship with, she randomly asked me if I had ever heard of the little boy that was dropped off the Ida Bees. I told hear yeah and that I had actually just read a book dealing with it. To our suprise, she has been reading Our America in school and one of the authors, LeAlan Jones, actually visits her school regularly. To hear her take on the book was reassuring (she couldnt believe that people had cockroach infested apartments) but also very eye opening. She told me that though theres different stuff goin on in the book, its a lot like her world. If you read that book, your heart would sink at that thought.

Lord,
I love those kids more than words can express. Please protect them and draw them near. Don't let go.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Steppin' Back

Hey to my girls I'm connecting with through this blog!! Miss you.

Life has been crazy lately. I think its the December curse for all college students! Lots of projects and papers, hours and hours at Gap, friends just turning up the drama notch to full throttle, plus all the general hustle and bustle of the Holidays! For some reason, this remains my favorite time of year, though lately I've been asking myself why?! I guess I can't put aside how much I love the Christmas lights hanging in my dorm and the mariah carey christmas playing in the background right now, or the cocoa and reading of Luke 2 that my roomate and I enjoy at night.

I get frustrated at how much I get distracted in this season. It seems to happen year after year. There's tests to take, presents to buy, the thought of a holiday love, and many other things that fight so hard for my attention. No wonder I feel like my relationship with Christ isn't on fire when I'd rather finish that paper tonight than spend some extra time with Him. I had to take a step back last night and evaluate it all. I don't want this season to go by again with my King on the sidelines. My heart isn't full, because it's full of all the wrong things. It's time to straighten this all out. One of my favorite quotes by C.S. Lewis sums this all up...

"The Christian way is different: harder and easier. Christ says, 'GIVE ME ALL. I dont' want so much of your time and so much of your money and so much of your work: I WANT YOU. I have not come to torment your natural self, but TO KILL IT. No half-measures are any good. I dont' want to cut off a branch here and a branch there, I WANT TO HAVE THE WHOLE TREE DOWN. i dont want to drill the tooth, or crown it, or stop it, but TO HAVE IT OUT. Hand over the whole natural self, all the desires which you think innocent as well as the ones you think wicked--the whole outfit. I will give you a newself instead. In fact, I will give you MYSELF: MY OWN WILL BECOME YOURS.'"