God is truly omnipotent and good all of the time. How HE works is amazing to me. When I was in my late teens and early 20s I used to dream and pray that one day I would be blessed to have a family that would serve GOD together.
I placed artifacts of culture to represent these hopes and dreams in a pink hope chest. This pink box is where I would place special, rare or hard to find items that I would identify at various cultural events around the world while I was a single “corporate executive in training”. If I attended an Indiana Black Expo, for example, I would seek out unique souvenirs that would be carefully placed inside of my hope chest! I would “HOPE” that one day my children would enjoy the special collection.
I would keep these items secure until the day my FUTURE children could embrace and appreciate. Unfortunately, I can’t recall which year or what location each item was secured because I just didn’t have the foresight to label them. I simply stuck them in my box. I never even kept inventory of what was in there or not.
This Mother’s Day I am just so happy that I took the initiative to lovingly capture the portfolio of products.
Through my various relocations starting in the summer of 1986, obviously one of the items inadvertently was left out of the box and was moved into my own mommy’s house in Baltimore, Maryland. Later, when my mom moved in with my late brother, Bernie, it seemed to have gotten packed away out of sight. Just a few days ago, my sister-in-law, Sandy, called to notify me that she was shipping something that she found that she felt would be nice for the girls. Who knew? She said she was cleaning up items long ago left by my deceased mom and brother when she came across this item.
When the package arrived, I recognized it immediately. However, I did NOT mention it to the family. My DREAM came true when my oldest munchkins, 10 year old Tomeara, took out the game, read the directions and set up the game to play down on the living room floor. I walked in the front door still on the cellphone yapping with one of my beloved and spirit filled sorority sisters from HBCU Hampton University and was absolutely stopped in my tracks! It was ironic because she and I were just praising GOD on our testimony of the LOVE of motherhood.
I looked down on the floor to hear my daughter sweetly ask, “Mommy can U play this game with me please?” I think she was shocked to hear me quickly reply, “ABSOLUTELY!” Now of course I had a ton of things to DO to end my 1st week of May but my heart just fluttered. I immediately jumped off the phone.
I put the phone on silent. I put away my “TO DO” list. There is always “later”. I made myself get down on the floor. I began to read the rules to the game and Tomeara stopped me. “I already know how to play. I read the rules already!” Sheepishly, I had to confide, “Mommy has NEVER played this game before.” She chided me, “But I thought U said this was your game?”
So. She and I began to play the game under “her guidance”. What was the game?
The board game was none other than “Black Fax. Buy it. Play it. Teach it to the young”. It has a copyright of 1985. The game is patterned after the once very popular “Trivial Pursuit” game. Everything in the box was still in pristine, unused and “vendor fair purchased condition”. In the middle of the game, she marveled, “So this game is old, but U never ever played it with anyone?”
I finally explained to how it remained preserved and another reminder of the precious pink “HOPE CHEST”. Tomeara seemed so tickled to be the first person to write on the score pad! That day both of us learned a lot of BLACK FACTS. The trivia questions are NOT easy, but they are exciting to learn. Eventually we stopped playing by the rules and just asked each other the questions. The game has 3,000 questions on black culture ranging from history, business and technology, entertainment, sports, literature and arts, etc.
Tomeara would complain, “Hey! I am only 10 years old. I don’t know these things!” I reassured her, “That is WHY mommy purchased this game. I was a grown woman and was JUST learning these things to be true! I didn’t want MY children to have to be 20 something in order to become AWARE!” This was such a thrilling experience because SHE initiated the activity and interest.
Tomeara was so excited that she began to quiz her daddy when he arrived home that evening. We even seemed to inspire our 9 year old munchkin Toleah to pull out her history notes and begin studying for her school exams!
God bless Sandy and Tiffany for thinking about the girls and shipping this game back home. Thank GOD that this game no longer needs to be kept away from them until they can appreciate in life. God bless all us moms who strive to pass on the torch to the next generation to know better and strive to DO better!
HAPPY AND BLESSED MOTHER’S DAY!