BLOOD SCREAMS AND TEARS!

*Wakes up in the middle of night and starts typing*

First thing we “Black” people need to do, to not be seen as 2nd class people 

Or stupid👇  

Or people who don’t love each other 👇

  

Or “aggressive” 👇

 

And actually be respected…?👇  

STOP 

   CALLING 

       EACH 

         OTHER 

            NIGGA!

-_-

Makes us look so stupid (in my opinion)

There is TOO much BLOOD,SCREAMS and TEARS stamped on this word

Stamped with fire and steel👇 

From the slavers using this word to put us down …down in to the dirt👇

  

 

 …to the point we believed we didn’t deserve anything…not worthy of being literate or even wearing shoes. Believing there was no point of educating our children. Coz they are also “just nig*as”, until we lost HUNDREDS of years of not educating our children.

Black slave trade is “over” and what do we do? Continue the slavers work by calling ourselves that word smh. 

They are laughing at us from their graves (or hell even). That word should of went out with our chains. 

  

But apparently we are “keeping it real” by calling ourselves this. Makes us “strong” “we changed the meaning” haha…no -_-. That word is TOO HEAVY to be changed like alacazam! abracadabra! Shablaamaoo! 

No one would of respected Martin Luther King if he started his famous speech like 

“I have a dream niggas, that one day…” -_-

  

The word comes from the Spanish word negro. Meaning black . So you could say, “oh I’m just calling my friend black” or “I’m just saying black”…no you’re not, don’t lie, know why?

If a white person called you the “N Word” you would most likely start a fight or at the very least tell them they can NOT say that word

Or If you bought a black pen from the shop and it said “nig*a” on the side, you would cause an uproar like…wtf?! “Nig*a pens?!” 🙈

You see, coz if something is bad…then It’s bad! That’s it

So it’s not the same feeling as the word “black” or “brother” 

It’s far too HEAVY. I’ll say again, too much BLOOD, SCREAMS and TEARS stamped on this word

  

We use this word in entertainment for example, so much so, that some people across the world think it’s normal and say it thinking it’s cool. 

I experienced this when I was living in Asia for almost a year. I was called nigga maybe every week

But!

It’s not their fault for thinking this, if they live in a country with next to no black people…

 

…to tell them otherwise that the word is not liked by us all. So either everyone should be able or no one at all. I like the latter option. 

Saying that, looking further back on this word. It actually comes from Africa…meaning queens and kings. So if we are saying this to each other with that meaning, then everyone should be allowed to call each other this word as no one should be offended…but we are…you are offended if a non black person says it!

  

Chris rock the comedian says the “N Word” is like poetry! Pffft 

I mean, are we just a joke for the world? Poetry?…I just can’t. 🙉

http://youtu.be/vIsfjS5KLCE

Krs 1 the legendary emcee says describing the word things like “my nig*a understands the oppression!” “my BROTHER is cool too, but he’s off to college he’s living a good life” “but my “NIGGA, he understands the PAIN”

http://youtu.be/ZEYUd6VYriU

 

What The F__K?? 

So if you’re black, go to college and have a “good life” you are not real.

You don’t have to call yourself a “Nig*a” to UNDERSTAND the struggle we’ve been through and the oppression.

When we say this word, we are saying it in my opinion with the mind of a slaver…meaning…saying it like we don’t think we are worth anything. Not even college apparently (see above video). It’s a negative word, I already showed how you would feel if you saw the word in a shop…

I like the word “brother”. It doesn’t separate us, coz anyone can be my “brother”, and I myself don’t see anyone as…

“just a nigga”

P.s if you wouldn’t call your mother or father the “N Word”, then you should know it isn’t a term of endearment 

Wait hold on! …you read all of that?!

Thank you Sir or Madam

*Goes back to sleep*

There is NO FUTURE and there is NO PAST !

Here what I have to say on “Future” and “Past”…it may just change how you view life…for the better 

http://youtu.be/S6xOU1pJ7iw

Kazkahstan Though Part 2

Kazakhstan Though Part 2:

Soooo has a bird ever flown directly into your foot?

What a strange feeling that was

  

Also, people sit down differently in Kazakhstan… 

…Oh, that’s not important? Ok moving on then. 🚣🚀✈️

So one Sunday morning I decided to do some shopping.

But what the frog did I see before making it to the shops?!

 Went down the stairs of my flat! went down one flight! then two! then three! then…then…why was a bouquet of red roses on the floor!? Why was there this person (man/woman not sure) standing there in the middle of the staircase wearing red knickers and stockings and a shirt ONLY!!…oh and sunglasses….sunglasses!!

 Ahhhh I’m getting outta here now! * speeds past person and goes downstairs *

RED KNICKERS…

  

The frog was that about?

Random ain’t the word mate!

So teaching has been really good,  classes are growing all the time. Seem to have regulars here who I hope to bring the best out of as I always strive to do :).

 The studio is feeling like a home for me already, as I spend a lot of time their teaching and even when I’m not teaching just talking to everyone, making jokes, then doing a bit of training then chillaxing again.

Shopping is always interesting when I’m on my own…I’ve mastered how to point to things I want. Master pointer is me.  

 

I have basic Russian words (Russian being the most used language in Almaty Kazakhstan ) and phrases but choose not to use them sometimes if I feel the other person is gonna go Russian speaking H.A.M (Hard As a Mutherfu****) on me with their response and ill be baffled like…huh?! 

Getting better though. I’m taking lessons now which is gonna propel my confidence forwards a great deal. One of my goals coming here was to learn Russian well enough to express myself and I WILL achieve this goal . I know the alphabet which is a start. 

Pronunciations though…

actually people say I pronounce well…phew

Taught dance on stage at a street basketball event which was cool. The blackest guy at a basketball event?  People probably thought I was gonna bring some next level skillz to the courts, plus I happened to be wearing basketball shorts, but nah lemme just dance :p

Judged a dance competition featuring some of Almaty’s best dancers. Was happy to be asked . Don’t know why I was judging with a random rapper though …

A really weird thing to me (as it would be to anyone from Britain) is the taxi service. I don’t mean legit taxis nothing strange about that. In this country, or at least this city ANYbody who drives can pick you up off the street and be your taxi! :o. 

All you do is stand on the side of the road, wait for a car to come up to you, ask them if they can take you to point b, negotiate a price (which is around £1) and then you hop in and go! Now this is cool in many ways…BUT! It’s strange for me to get my head around young teenage girls or any woman even for that matter, to stand on the side of the road and get into a STRANGER’S car. In London this is a BIG NO NO. But every country is different of course . If a woman just stood on the side of the road in London you might thing she’s…

 So it’s obviously safe to do this here, but for me I get nervous seeing females getting in to these cars especially when there’s two guys in the car. 

In case anyone is wondering if I get looked/stared at a lot as I’m one of a handful of black people over here, I have a song for you…

Sings*

“I’m and alien, I’m a legal alien, I’m a black Englishman in Kazakhstannnn ” 

Also backtracking to what I said earlier about the red knickers man/woman it was…a…woman. She was still there when I came back from the shops sitting next to what looked like a pot of pee.

Next time I’m going to talk about religion and a man falling through a roof!!!

Kazakhstan Though: Part 1

Hello my name is Darren Heslop a dancer, dance tutor and choreographer known as Tiger. This is my first proper blog. Many more to come .

Now let me share my experience with you of a place called …Kazkahstan 

(hold your Borat jokes) 

My 7 hour flight from London felt like I was flying in a flying aero-thingy. Think it’s called an Aeroplane? As I was flying over dragons and sea monsters, night approached the plane through the gaps of the stars. I looked through the windows (otherwise known as windows) and saw beautiful colours laid on top of one an other of red,orange,yellow and blue,resting upon the clouds. Looked like your crayola pencil case at school.



 At this time I was listening to some classic love longs on my ipod, from Joe to Marvin Gaye. Knowing that I was going to a far away country to live for almost a year, laying down on my side ( seats next to me were free) looking out of the window opposite me, with these stunning colours above the clouds layered up in a line, flying closer and closer to the stars whilst listening to those lovely soulful songs…I felt like I was on an romantic date…with myself…pffft…wasted mood



As we began our descent on to the landing strip (I like that song Strip by Chris Brown just saying) I saw these immense mountains covered on top with the whitest snow shining in the bright shining Sun. The same mountains i’d been researching for the last few months



…so it begins

As I landed in Kazakhstan, my first thoughts were

“Hope I do a good job here”

“What time is it in England right now?”

“The apple juice here best be good or i’m going back home,raggo, you get me blood jeeeze…yo”

And of course, happy we survived the journey!



It’s amazing how planes can take you from one country to the next, or even disappear completely (message!)



The studios look…amazing…like seriously



My first dance duty is choreographing a flash mob for Unidance Dance Company Kazkahstan. Nothing too hard though as these particular people doing the routine are not dance students



Oh yeah on my second day which was basically my first “day”. Two groups of people wanted to take pictures with me LOL. The builders of the studios and some random people in the park!

Also strangers saying hello on the street and out of their cars, what a welcome, and it’s just day 2 😮

I have my own flat which is nice, I believe i’ll have a flat mate at some point, another teacher. But hopefully not lol

So been having fun exploring this city (Almaty) on my own and also with a couple friends i’ve made 🙂

Also crossing the roads was a culture shock…that’s all i’ll say on that



And the weather is HOT! You know when you have to walk around your home in only your boxers



Spicy Bum…I mean “Spasiba”

If anyone read all this then I love you too :p

**THIS WAS WRITTEN ON DAY THREE.COULD ONLY POST NOW WHICH IS DAY SIX**