“Trees” By Robin Chappell

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Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

Don’t you think they need a hand?

Not because the heaviest storm winds are making them sway

Or because time puts them through rot and decay

There is unwanted hate and intervention on man’s land

Land where they happen to be planted each time they meet a Black man

Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

Don’t you think that they need an ear?

To speak about centuries upon centuries of dark faces

All brought to them to welcome their ends

Expressions of unrequited grief and fear

Tragedies deeper than their roots could ever grow

Demonic words of pain and death many would never know…

Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

Reaching for the sky doesn’t mean they aren’t low

Terror-stricken fates at the ends of their limbs

Each time more inhumane. Each time just another “her” or “him”

Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

Don’t you think they’re sick of the ropes?

The ones hanging the “Strange Fruit” Ms. Nina sung about

Popular among trees everywhere, mainly the depths of the south

Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

Next time I really believe you should

The flesh of broken spirits haunt their dreams every night

Spirits no longer considering to be “just wood”

Without question, they are our daily breath

The life, the food, and healing rest

No longer considered just a pointless display

Did you ask the trees how they’re feeling today?

“LOADING…” By Robin Chappell

COVID-19
Photo Credits: CDC/Alissa Eckert

You know that feeling? That deep and nagging emotion that never holds a truly particular name, but you just can’t shake it. The majority of America is nearly one month into being urged to stay inside of their homes due to COVID-19, a worldwide sickness…a pandemic that seemed to drop from the sky and turn everyone’s lives, plans, and dreams inside out. A blanket of fear has covered and changed what was once a bustling and extremely busy population into a now slow moving, mask wearing, toilet paper hoarding mass of turtles. I’m not here to contribute any facts or rants because I’m one of the Americans that are quite numb and confused as to what is going on. The few occurrences that I decided to venture out were disturbing and too irritable for comfort. There are only a handful of people allowed in grocery stores, store clerks are acting in the likeness of tyrannous nurses yelling at everyone to stand six feet away from each other in line, which is usually marked by the various colored tape they’ve placed everywhere for measure.

As if things weren’t already complicated and impersonal, it now feels as if things are leaning toward the once outlandish predictions of science fiction movies. Schools are planning to continue education from the comfort of online classrooms at home, court dates, important city and county locations, the DMV, tag renewals and overall socializing are planning to be done electronically only or at least until May 31st. I am an intelligent individual, but when something this serious takes over in a short amount of time, I’m always in the shadows for about a week or so before I speak on it or blog it. I feel it’s better to let the facts manifest than ever to state an opinion based on Tweets, Wikipedia solid facts, or other people’s frustrations. So here are a few things I’m just constantly questioning and that I have personally observed (based on fact) since the pandemic has spread.

1. Toilet paper hoarding??

“On the one hand, [the response is] understandable, but on the other hand it’s excessive,” Taylor, a professor and clinical psychologist at the University of British Columbia, told CNN. “We can prepare without panicking.”

https://www.cnn.com/2020/03/09/health/toilet-paper-shortages-novel-coronavirus-trnd/index.html

What I have been the most confused by since the pandemic began is the toilet paper hoarding. Americans have been doing an extreme overkill on buying nothing other than…toilet paper. I’ve been trying to figure out if COVID-19 entails the symptoms of chronic diarrhea. Maybe it’s to mummify themselves in protection from mucus and germs, but either way…it’s irritating. Those with an I.Q. higher than 20 should know that running out of toilet paper will never be the end of the world once it becomes logical you have actual soap and water inside of your home. If every single roll of toilet paper ceased to exist on Earth I feel as if there would be this disappointing mass of people screaming because they have no idea what to do if they decide to defecate. While the rest are taking showers and wondering what everyone’s so upset about. In reality, they are creating issues for those of us who know this fact and would just like to purchase a pack or two of toilet paper like logical citizens…only to find the shelves completely empty thanks to those with two carts full of toilet paper all because they went into an epic panic.

It’s not only pointless, but its displaying the selfishness of those whom possibly never took the time to use that much toilet paper in the first place. I saw other people standing around in search of just a couple of packs of toilet paper due to empty shelves and an individual with a cart full of it wouldn’t even spare one with an expression of “tough luck” written all over their face. Nothing of importance is being bought in bulk and missing from the shelves, benefits such as medications (i.e. cold remedies, preventatives, and first aid kits), safety supplies like radios, light bulbs, laundry detergent, maybe even Pedialyte…but TOILET PAPER?? I wish the best of luck and health to those with houses full of toilet paper, and cabinets void of any antibacterial Dial soap. May God have mercy on their souls.

“It’s all due to this wave of anticipatory anxiety,” Taylor said. “People become anxious ahead of the actual infection. They haven’t thought about the bigger picture, like what are the consequences of stockpiling toilet paper.”

-Steven Taylor. Author of “The Psychology of Pandemics”

2. Nobody Knows What Really Caused It

I’ve heard guesses on the cause of COVID-19, from the government creating it in order to effectively depopulate Asia to it already being in existence and being enhanced to cause panic and distract from the election. There has even the suggestion of a monkey in some foreign country causing the virus, then somehow it spread from person-to-person by travel. First it was said animals could not contract the virus, now a lion at a New York Zoo has the virus, thanks to his handler, and it’s now discovered that pets have the possibility of passing it around. There are new updates everyday and no matter how calm they appear, I honestly believe no one FACTUALLY knows anything.

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Fingers are being pointed in several places and conspiracy theories are at an all time high. Upon visiting a package store to grab some “spirits” for my spirits, an old man slides up to the register with a concerned head shake in an attempt to start a conversation and says, “You just look smart and like you have something to say about all of this going on!” Face full of confusion I answer with, “What do you mean?” With another shake of his head and a serious expression he says, “Can you tell me what’s going on around here with all this coronavirus stuff.” I chuckled and paid for my stuff saying, “I tell you what, when you figure it out, please come and let me know.” He laughs but then proceeds to go into the real bulk and point of this conversation. “I’ll tell you what’s going on and what they’re doing!” He says now with confidence. “The government is going to change the currency and it’ll no longer be the American dollar! That’s where the 2 trillion dollars they just pulled out of their ass came from! Money is going to be all digital!” I looked at him with a smirk before walking away. I mean, who’s to say his point isn’t valid? Or anyone’s for that matter? Can we truthfully tell each other what’s going on? No. Think of what you already know right now besides numbers of cases and death tolls? Facts are missing and holes are being formed in the facts.

Right now, we are on strict orders to venture out for only essentials. Like toilet paper (ha ha), prescriptions and household items. I am a resident of Alabama, which happened to be the very last state to confirm any cases out of the entire country. We are now at 2,241 confirmed cases and 65 deaths. I’m not sure about the cause of it here, but it’s most being blamed on travel and person to person contact. I never believe the exact cause of the pandemic will be discovered, but upon looking at any cleaning product with the ability to kill 99.9% of germs, the coronavirus can be found on the list of illnesses on the back. This makes me ask even more questions, which then just gives me a headache! What are some of your opinions on the cause and the cure?

3. Most People Can’t Stand Themselves

What do you love about yourself? I’ve discovered through social media and social distancing that a lot people CAN NOT stand to be around themselves for too long. People are on literal pins and needles just waiting to get back to the bars, with friends, and outside of their loneliness so they can feel something, literally anything besides silence and the rhythmic boredom of their own breathing. There wasn’t very much thought put into what would happen for some people if they could no longer interact with the world; and the reality is life altering for most. We can no longer slither onto a bar stool with the freedom of ordering a cold and delicious draft beer (sigh). Through this beautiful and blissful spring weather, we are void of music festivals, public alcohol tastings, barbecues, and even simple park time for children. All that is social and gave us comfort and routine has been snatched from beneath us too quickly.

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Every blog and news segment offers new suggestions to beat the complacency of quarantine; ironically board games, scavenger hunts, and cleaning up are a few they’ve thrown out. I believe the affirmation of most individuals loving themselves becomes transparent when it needs to be proven. We aren’t confined in boxes, cells, or underground prisons…just the absolute and safe comfort of our own homes, with our things, yet it’s so apparent that rules create anxiety and people would rather be out in the world with friends where the danger is than to seethe alone. I understand there are both introverts and extroverts, I’m hoping this time helps extroverts slow down and appreciate the essence of hanging with themselves. The beauty in being confined is being left alone with the person who matters most…YOU. Being confined and becoming more personal with family and significant others wouldn’t hurt either. I have the believe in slowing down to really look at yourself, and analyzing your flaws, as well as your positives.

4. Little Proof Raises Reasonable Doubt

Nobody wants to be sad about something as serious as this. I’ve been praying daily for my loved ones to remain in perfect health and dodge the entire pandemic. As if things aren’t bad enough, I’d never like to possess the addition of grieving because someone didn’t happen to wash their hands and catch it. Honestly, I know not one soul who’s been diagnosed, nor does anyone that I know speak of anyone. So, forgive me if it’s there’s a little doubt about everything being as serious as they make it. As with all humans, when something isn’t presented directly and there’s no legit proof, then we start to question things. Then, come the conspiracies theories, government bashing, and assumptions of them trying to destroy the entire human raise for their own selfish gain. I’m not stuck on one well known reasoning and factor of everything going on, but I’ve never been one to fall for anything either. I’d rather do my own research or see how everything unfolds; plus, I’m just really ready for everything to be over and life to resume it’s normal rhythm. The terrible part in all of this is that NOTHING will ever be the same and it will take quite a while for everything to seem normalized. I’d just like to know that there is something in living color that I can feel panicked about, but at this point I don’t see anything but panic and preparation for the worst on a television screen that doesn’t seem to be taking place around me or my family…and I’m thankful for it.

5. The Process of Emerging

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At this point, the pandemic has taken more lives in New York than 9/11 ever did. Deaths are climbing each day and the lock down is predicted to continue until the end of April, but could be extended if the numbers do not change. I’m curious to see how everything will fall back into place once everything is over. How will jobs and shifts be continued? How will small businesses be able to get back up and proceed with all of the goals they had for their business to thrive this year? What will be done about the 6 million Americans that were forced to apply for unemployment? It’s all a huge whirlwind in my head and I’m anxious about the process, because not only was I hired into a new position; but also am in process of moving to a new home. Everything happens for a reason and maybe the Earth needed to pause for a moment and appreciate its existence, but I pray that everything falls into place. Our sad excuse for a president makes everything appear as if it’s a circus act so terrible it makes you cringe everyday. We need all of the help that we can get and need to support each other now more than ever.

I wish everyone nothing but the best and that your days are productive and positive enough to carry you through the rest of this very eccentric and unexpected year!

“Montgomery’s Black Face” By Robin Chappell

African-Americans currently populate 60% of Montgomery, Alabama, the heart of the civil rights movement. 28.5% own their own business and more than 85% are living in poverty…something is missing.”

Photo Credits: Robin Chappell (Downtown Montgomery)

When riding around through the city of Montgomery I would like you to notice something. Whether it’s dining, nightlife, or shopping, take a moment to look around and to reflect on how much Black culture that you see and hear of daily, maybe even weekly. The type you don’t have to search for, hear about from another Black person, or go on a specific Facebook page to find information surrounding it. How many businesses can you think of that are easily accessible and well known if you choose to shop at a Black owned business on a whim for something as simple as groceries? If we, as African-Americans chose to go on strike and shop ONLY BLACK in our city…how effective do you believe it would be? Keeping in mind that it would mean, protesting all that is not Black owned or created, which would mean transportation, food, attire, and even down to the importance of your cell phone. We would be homeless, without a car, and without many basic necessities we depend on, but are distributed only through White businesses.

I believe it to be a redundant contradiction that we choose to live in a city where change and the freedom to be great as an African-American should be the most embraced, but appears to be practically nonexistent. The culture and the determination should be loud and saturate the streets of Montgomery, not only for it’s citizens, but for those who visit a location known for it’s deep history in the Black culture. Instead we battle the uncontrollable plight of gentrification when it comes to housing and the placement of Black businesses in the region.

“Unforgettable”
Photo Credits: Robin Chappell, Downtown Montgomery

The impact of revenue generated when we “Buy Black” would not only help build a city that deserves to be truly recognized for Black culture and business, but one that possesses the majority of that culture. The answers have been in front of us for decades and continue to remain apparent when it comes to supporting our own, it just isn’t being done.

The worst observation I’ve come to notice since moving to Montgomery is the abundance of complaints, sabotage, and crime against one another pitted against the lack of knowledge, support and humility we have given each other to succeed as a team. I am ready to stop the constant jealousy and hate we have toward each other that has only ruined blessings and opportunities we need to create. When one of us achieves success in owning a steady flowing business, it’s always disappointing to ask that in individual how they created that path, what steps they took, and what they plan to do with those steps to create a foundation of anything. We rarely give the real answers which could help our people become equally or more successful than we are and instead have been selfishly basking in that information without spreading it to others. This will always be our downfall.

Poverty in Montgomery, AL By Race and Ethnicity (2017)
Photo Credits: https://datausa.io/profile/geo/montgomery-al/

There has been a constant struggle within us when it comes to providing genuine support. As an author, I have received questions surrounding discounts for my books and even receiving a book completely free…only from Black people…MY people. Being completely unaware of how much sweat, tears, and sleepless nights go into chasing your dreams is one thing; but to look one of your own people in the face in an attempt to low ball their ability to carryout that mission is an insult. It is what I would like to focus my attention on eliminating in 2020.

My vision is to highlight and promote each Black owned business, beginning with the city of Montgomery, and then journeying to other Civil Rights locations in Alabama; such as Selma, Tuskegee, and Huntsville. Reputable Black owned businesses have been serving our community for as many as 10-20 years, operating mainly under regular clientele and word of mouth. What if we could boost their reputations by not only spreading the word to those who may not have experienced their services before, but also ensure anyone who visits and tours the city of Montgomery has more access to them and their information?

The truth is that I discovered the longest running businesses are owned by those we would see as our grandparents, middle-aged aunts and uncles, and what I also call “social media apethists”. They have absolutely no interest in social media and barely know where to start when it comes to using it as a tool for promotion of their business to the masses. They sometimes simply don’t feel they need it, and most of the time they don’t; but what about those that do? Magazines such as Gump Town Magazine and In City Mag are great literary sources in Montgomery, AL that provide information on many Black owned business in the area, including those in Prattville, Wetumpa, and Millbrook. There are Facebook pages, websites, and flyers, but it’s 2020 and we deserve an app that truly celebrates us by highlighting the experience that was gained when visiting their establishment. Several years ago there were articles that ranked Montgomery, AL as number two for having the most Black owned businesses in the nation. If we still hold the title, why do things seem a little too silent around here?

http://www.blackmainstreet.net/montgomery-ranks-number-two-usa-black-businesses/

The apps surrounding Black owned businesses and accessing their information, including finding their locations have already been released and become successful in helping “Buy Black” but I find it to a certain extent. Once a business is logged into the app, it even incorporates GPS to assist in directing you to a Black owned business, as well as giving a notification when it’s nearby. Black owned businesses are at your fingertips and categorized by their fields and specialties on several free downloadable apps, such Official Black Wall Street, WeBuyBlack.com, and Afroworld.

So, I decided to give them a try and see just how many businesses would pop up in Montgomery, Alabama; since categories such as hair, MUA, lawn and maintenance, and restaurants are included. Each search result produced “NO RESULTS” for Montgomery and in order for Black owned businesses to be included, they would have to visit the website themselves and enter their information to be featured. There is a $50 one time fee to join and enter your business, which seems fair for the upkeep and cost to run the app while helping promote businesses. The website WeBuyBlack is actually for those who would like to earn revenue in selling Black owned products. For $30 it helps you set up a vendor account and earn commission with your own online store selling specific products where 10% is earned by WeBuyBlack and 90% is given to the seller. Not bad.

I’m all for sites promoting Black owned businesses, but this year what I would like to put my primary focus and energy into specifically is the promotion and awareness of Black owned business in the city of Montgomery and how we can become better in creating more revenue in our communities to help eliminate poverty and provide better support for our neighborhoods and our schools. Through my non-profit Harmonious Grace, Inc, I would like to start with creating a website and a book that is similar to a “Green Book”. A Green Book, also known as The Negro Motorist Green Book, like the movie, it was a written record of business that are Black owned or Black “friendly” during the time of Jim Crow laws and segregation. Although we are no longer battling segregation or Jim Crow, we still battle the silence of how amazing doing business with African-Americans can feel! I would like to create a website and eventually an app that provides information and locations about reputable Black owned business in Montgomery, the difference being that I will personally interview each business, enter their information and ensure that most if not all reputable Black owned businesses operating in Montgomery are featured. These businesses should be easily accessible and found on ANY website promoting Black owned business and revenue without having to do all of the work they are unaware they need to do in the first place.

We are a city who’s streets bear the struggle and the fight for us to be treated equal, vote, and even receive the right to sit and eat where we please as human beings. Black History Month is slowly approaching and I’m sure there will be the dozens of programs promoting positive Black history, parades, business expos, and future plans for African-Americans to have a better presence in Montgomery. I’d like to be one of those not only speaking of change, but making that change happen for the better. My journey will begin with touring the city of Montgomery during the next several months to interview Black owned businesses about their history, the reason they started, how long they’ve been in business and what their plans are for the future. This information will then be compiled to a website focusing on Montgomery and generating more revenue where it should be, in the Black Community. Following my project, I am will be working hard to ensure all businesses will be accessible through an app that is free to download and directs all tourist and residents to Black owned businesses throughout the city. There are entirely too many that are not included on websites or highlighted by social media.

If you know of any Black owned businesses that have provided great services or products to your life and deserve to be feature, please send them to my direct email at robic19@gmail.com or comment directly beneath this post. I plan to interview each business, no matter the location in Montgomery or the service! Thank you for your help and your continued support for all that I strive to do! It’s now time that we strive together.

Changing our momentum one crown at a time.”

Robin Chappell’s Fight to Write

By Robin Chappell

14 September 2019

Greetings everyone and HAPPY SATURDAY!! If you’re reading this…YOU SURVIVED FRIDAY THE 13TH YESTERDAY! Congratulations. (-_-)Today, I definitely plan to enjoy the tradition of watching college football (WAR EAGLE!) and relaxing with those I love the most! I just really wanted to make a quick and important announcement about a few changes when it comes to what I do and how I plan to market everything. I at first had one YouTube channel I posted on for years called “The Vizzion”. I let EVERYTHING I was doing fall under it. It was beginning to feel exhausting and I was putting information centering around my nonprofit, Harmonious Grace, Inc., on “The Vizzion” in addition to discussing my newly released books, vlogs, Penelope Smart’s “Word of the Day, etc. It is now time for me to BRAND and become more serious about what I produce and how! My nonprofit centers on illiteracy, fundraising, and mental health support for sexual trauma victims, but I am an author of books centering around thrillers, dark myths, and erotica. So are you getting my point here? One exudes empathy, understanding, and supporting mental health…my books represent rebellion, entertainment, and losing your mind. I LOVE BOTH.

I will now be making these two totally separate entities in order to maximize their potential for growing promotions, revenue, and marketing. I needed to also separate them in regards to what type of speaking events I’m focusing on according to where someone contacted me, what they contact me about, and the type of book fairs I’ll be submitting my work. These two parts of me clashed majorly and I felt as if I could never gain piece of mind. As a true Gemini…it’s like trying to promote two totally different people speaking on opposite topics TOGETHER in one room! This website is specifically for my poetry, stories, and book announcements/promotions. I will also be discussing these topics on my newly created YouTube channel ROBIN CHAPPELL’S FIGHT TO WRITE!

I am so excited to present to you my experiences, tips, grammatical knowledge, and just straight talks centering around what publishing companies and techniques to avoid. We are all learning one day at a time and through experience, so I would first like to acknowledge that I know I am no expert yet, but when it comes to the business and marketing aspects of writing, many become lost on the best strategies and red flags when it comes to putting your work out there!

I love coaching others on displaying and baring their vulnerabilities when it comes to them writing their personal experiences and eliminating the self doubt that no one would read their work. If you’ve been procrastinating, running a book idea through your head for years, or taking forever to edit your work…PLEASE know that it’s a FACT you aren’t alone. I have been there and it took a lot for me to work up the courage to finally release my work WITH PRIDE! Writing a great book and having the fear of others reading it because of their perspective about you is the worst wall you can put up for yourself! Everyone isn’t the same and everyone is not going to have what it takes to complete a book and handle what comes after, so I promise to do my absolute best to at least put your mind at ease. I will provide as much knowledge and feedback to ensure you produce your work confidently and effectively!

“Work smart, not hard” still holds weight to this day and it’s what I center my entire life and writing career around. I LOVE LIFE and experiencing it to the fullest through traveling, reading, writing, spending time with my toddler, dating, and sharing special moments with my family. I would like to show others that it doesn’t take hundreds of sleepless nights, stress, starving yourself or jeopardizing your health to successfully achieve your goals and produce a book. In just less than two years I have produced two, in addition to nearly being done with my third AND fourth. Follow me on your journey to finally becoming the author you want to be and that I KNOW you can be!

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Very Superstitious: Friday the 13th and the Reason Behind It’s Avoidance

By Robin Chappell

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Don’t walk under any ladders, don’t break any mirrors, don’t spill any salt, and don’t walk by any black cats! Happy Friday the 13th!”

-Unknown

Greetings and welcome to my author page and blog for those who decided they’d like to follow in the darkness and the weirdness! Today just happens to be Friday the 13th, and not only that! There is a full blood moon tonight if you’d like to get even more spooky and into it’s phenomenons. I write a blog about Friday the 13th every year for those who believe in superstition and even to enlighten those whom may not! I’m in love with the history of it and how through just the simplicity of rumored myths, a few biblical references, and the culture of movies and entertainment; it’s become one of the most avoided days in history!

People are known to avoid numerous activities during Friday the 13th because of the rumors that it presents disaster and bad luck. Couples will rarely get married on a Friday the 13th, some people avoid flying on airplanes, and any specific fear inducing activity. So what brought about the fear of the number 13? Well, religiously, the 13th is supposedly the recorded date that Jesus was crucified, in addition to it being a Friday. Judas was the 13th disciple to sit at the table with Jesus before he was seized…and we should all know the bad luck and betrayal that guy brought to the entire story. So now the number 13 is like the plague.

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It’s known to cause chaos and put certain situations off balance. It is unlucky for 13 people to sit at a dinner table together. Some hotels do not have a 13th floor or let guests stay in a room that would be numbered 13, and when on an elevator the floors will jump from the 12th floor to the 14th floor. Although, now that the Friday Jesus died is considered “Good Friday”, it still invokes fear and is considered bad luck when paired with the number 13.

I feel that the only way most superstitions and myths can exist is through believers. What you don’t believe in and give your energy to cannot harm you, so even though I am amused by it’s history and back stories, I’m not a believer in this day causing bad luck to anyway. I’m more than happy it’s finally Friday! I am even more excited about the blood moon that will be out tonight and hope that you will also be lucky enough to enjoy it with clear skies.

What is known as the “blood moon” is really September’s “Harvest Moon”. It will be the first full moon that can be vividly seen around the entire country. The next one will not appear for another 30 years so don’t miss it and spread the word! More facts at the link below! What other spooky facts and superstitions can you share about Friday the 13th? Have a fun one!

https://www.al.com/news/2019/09/friday-13th-full-moon-tonights-harvest-moon-is-rare-and-falls-on-unlucky-day.html

Surround Yourself With Greatness

Robin Chappell

Wednesday, July 23, 2019

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“Mediocrity will never do. You are capable of something better.”

Gordon B. Hinckley

I once had a coworker that always came to me and told me inspiring things according to his experiences and his knowledge surrounding certain situations. He was one of those older religious types that loved to drop what he called “Golden Nuggets” on others for their troubles. For those who feel a little uninspired.

He came to tell me the story about “The Eagle and the Chickens”. I’m not sure how the entire thing went and may be missing some parts but this is pretty close to how he told it….

There once was a farmer. He owned a vast field of farmland; complete with horses, cows, sheep, goats, pigs, chickens, and crops of all kinds. One day as he ventured out, he stumbled across a baby eagle that had fallen from it’s nest, injuring it’s wing. Once the farmer looked around for it’s home and it’s mother he was unsuccessful. So he decided to take the eagle back with him and give it a home along with his other animals. Placing the baby eagle inside of the cage with his chickens, they thought nothing of it and often ignored the baby eagle while just pecking away at their food and going about their every day lives with the same routine. The eagle eventually grew, becoming stronger and handsome around the other chickens. He eventually inherited their lifestyle…acting as if he were a chicken, clucking like a chicken, even eating like a chicken. One day another farmer came by to purchase some stock and saw the eagle pecking and clucking around the cage like a chicken and pulls him to the side. “Hey, did you know you have an actual EAGLE inside of the cage with your chickens??” He asked him wide eyed and watching the eagle keep his head down and search for feed with the rest of them. “Yeah, I found him out back with a broken wing and ever since then, he’s thought he was a chicken too.” The guy shook his head. “You can’t do that to an eagle. He’s an eagle. He belongs in the skies.” The farmer just laughed and shook his head. “The skies??!! That eagle thinks he’s a chicken. There’s no way you’re going to get him to think differently. He’s been that way his entire life.” The man stepped forward, pulling out his wallet. “I’ll take him too then and I guarantee you that I can get him to be an eagle.” He stated confidently. The farmer chuckled once again. “You’re wasting your time. He was raised as a chicken…he’s a chicken.” The man sadly looked at the eagle. “Well that’s what he’s going to think if he’s never been shown any different. Have you even tried to get him to fly off?” The farmer handed him the eagle in a cage and dusted his hands. “Nope…and I’m pretty sure you won’t either…he’s always going to think he is a chicken.

The man left with the eagle and went straight to work. “Alright now fella, you’re an eagle and goddamn it…you have to show them you’re an eagle.” For a week or so the man was unsuccessful. The eagle just blankly pecked around his yard making clucking sounds and never even attempting to spread his wings although the man never caged him. He was in the same spot for feeding like clockwork every day. The man sighed and decided to take the eagle up to a tree top. The eagle still looked around not knowing what the point was and never took off, even as the man gave him a push, he only lightly spread his wings to sail back to the ground, land safely, and keep clucking away. He did this for days with no change, so carrying the eagle to the roof of his barn, he gave it another shot. The eagle still just sailed back to the ground, clucking around like a chicken. He soon had to return to the farmer for more supplies and he questioned his progress just as he knew he would. “Your old chicken become an eagle yet?” He laughed so hard at his question it caused him to cough and sputter tobacco from his mouth. The man held his head high, “We’re getting there. It will just take some time.” He stated. “Well take all the time you want.” He walked off leaving the man in frustration.

He worked even harder the next few weeks. He took the eagle out everyday to get him to fly and realize that he wasn’t a chicken but he just wouldn’t see it and continued to cluck around like the chicken that he thought he was. The man decided to give up and felt the farmer may be right. Maybe he really would always believe he was a chicken on the inside. He sadly gave up and said he’d let the eagle just live out his days on the ground and tell the farmer he was right. As he watched the eagle cluck around he shook his head and looked into the sky. A huge smile spread across his face and he excitedly woke up the next morning and drove the eagle into the mountains where he knew a few other eagles nested. The eagle clucked around for a moment until he looked out towards the horizon to see a few other eagles as beautiful as he soaring high in the sky. Happily screeching and dipping around and through the mountains majestically. He was amazed and had never seen anything like it. Slowly inching towards the edge he stared and cried out to the them like an actual eagle; growing excited when they cried back. He looked back at the man a final time in appreciation, understanding his determination and his reasoning. The man nodded as the eagle spread his wings wide and took off with the others, never clucking around with his head to the ground another day.

I’m pretty sure you get the moral of the story. The eagle thought he was a chicken because that is all he has known his entire life. They always say “if it walks like a duck, acts like a duck, thinks it’s a duck…it’s a duck.” In this case, the eagle was a chicken because he believed he was a chicken and began behaving exactly as he saw fit. The farmer never tried to convince him otherwise either and even promoted the idea that if he felt like he was a gravity bound chicken, then so be it. The eagle never had the opportunity of meeting others like him to know how amazing he could be. He succumbed to his surroundings until someone else came along and made him realize his potential by placing him with those possessing his same potential.

The same goes for us as human beings living day to day. We all have the same 24 hours in our day to do something productive and actually be someone, but we have to first see the potential in ourselves. The possibility that we actually can achieve greater and soar higher if we just believe it and surround ourselves with like minded people. Never make the mistake of becoming comfortable and accepting what the world thinks you are worth! You’ll never know until you try.

Changing Our Momentum One Crown at a Time.” -Robin Chappell