Life as a PK

Remember in my first post where I explain a little about my past and a couple homes that I considered as home out of 12 foster homes? The second family I considered home was a house of the lord. By that I mean my father is the pastor and mother was the secretary, but now she works at a prison which is not a bad thing because is helping the people in there.
I also mentioned that it’s nice to see the church in a different perspective than how the congress see it. So today I’m going to talk about life as a pastor’s kid. So that you know, this is the third time I was the kid of a pastor, but this pastor, father, home was beyond compare.

As the congress you normally would go to church at a certain time like maybe 9:00 or 10:00, maybe earlier. Maybe talk to a couple people, grab your bulletin and take your seat. Look up at the pastor or worship team and listen, sing along and just absorb what the lord has to say today. Then it’s time for offering and you pass the basket or plate around putting your money in and observing the ushers gathering in the back with the plates and there gone(future post coming). At the end you may stay for snacks and chat with a few people, grab your kids and leave. Then your off on the rest of your day to watch the Bills dominate. Haha! But it’s a little different as the pastor’s kid or just as the pastor.

As a pastor’s kid, you will see everybody that’s at the church and get to know everyone. You are more involved in different church activities, groups, classes, etc. Which isn’t a problem at all because it’s fun to meet as many people as you can and hear everyone’s stories on how god has help them throughout their lives. Also as PK, you see all the paper work pastors have to do and you can see how the sermon is developed every week and see that pastors aren’t just sitting around and just waiting until the day of to gather his/her sermon together. It is like having backstage passes to a 21 Pilots concert- you get to see everything that happens before hand and after instead of just attending church and you see the pastor going up to the podium and begin speaking. Another thing as a PK, maybe not for me as much as my foster brother T who is the biological son of pastor P, but getting asked a lot if your going to become a pastor like your dad and you have to wonder if he starts feeling guilty that he doesn’t want to be one and feel like your disappointing people (not our parents) by saying so. Oh! And yes! You will be the last to leave every Sunday.

Well that’s a little bit of how I feel about being a pastors kid. I really enjoy it. I love meeting new people and getting involved in different things. Having a pastor and father, really opens your eyes about god and what it takes to follow Him and becoming a christian. I was lucky to have both a great father and mother and a great pastor.

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My BM

I got a request to talk about my BM (Biological Mother). I don’t know too much about her but I’ll try my best. This post will probably be a little jumpy like hear and there only because I only remember some things before I was taken away.

Before I got taken away from my mom at the age of 9, I was just with my mom. There was a guy at the house a lot but I don’t remember if he stayed there or just came over a lot. I do know he was not my dad. Quick note-I remember that my dad was a crippled. There was something wrong with his legs so he had to use crutches. That didn’t stop him from walking a lot though. Me and him and my mom would walk around a lot, pretty far too. Also me and my dad would try and race, him on crutches and me as a little boy. That’s why now I really don’t get tired from walking far or have a problem if I have to walk somewhere that’s far. Usually I’ll choose to walk instead of taking the bus places. I appreciate long walks. (I’m going to have to do a lot of walking while carrying like an extra 90 pounds in the military for the hikes, so, might as well get use to it, right?) I know my mom and I had some fun times because I always remember laugher and playing around a lot as a kid. I remember this one time I ended putting this one guy in jail of sorts. Was living maybe somewhere in east Buffalo and the guy was beating my mom and stomping her stomach for some reason. And the cops were called and he walked away fast down the street and when the cops finally came and asking her questions and stuff and I remember randomly saying “that’s the guy right there” and they caught up to him arrested him I believe. And that’s all I could recall from that situation.
Then we moved to another location off of E Ferry St. in Buffalo. Which is where I got taken from after maybe a year or so there. Somebody called the cops on her saying she was beating her kids because the guy upstairs from us was a drug dealer and wanted us out of the house for whatever. So the cops came and they were found doing drugs and took me and my little brother Chris across the street to this older ladies house that we knew already. She was the pastor at a small church around the corner. Then did the whole foster care thing and maybe about a couple years ago I found out that she was living down the street from where the SILP building I was living at. I talk a little bit more about SILP in my older post called The Name if you haven’t read that yet. So I would go there a couple times and talk to her. She does miss me and my little brother a lot but she is still drinking, not sure about the drug part, maybe a little but I’m not sure. So that is when she got her rights of me taken away from her because she couldn’t clean herself up in time. We see her once in a while. Harder for me now since I’m not living in Buffalo. Sorry for the way this post came out, I don’t know much about my mom at this point.

 

College/Military-Military/College

As I established in my bio on the about page, I been interested in the military, the United States Marine Corps to be exact. What I’m asking myself is college or military. Which to do first. To get it out of the way, I’m interested in a few different jobs. Combat camera, combat engineer, force recon or dog handler. Today I’m going to inform you of the pros and cons of both going into college then the military or going into the military and then college.

Attending college before doing service you will get that becoming of age experience, going to college and earning a degree, something to be proud of. With that degree you may have a chance of getting a higher pay, you maybe qualify for a certain MOS(Military Occupational Specialty) you would like to get. Also there is greater potential in get promoted faster since you will have a degree saying you are qualified to do whatever it is that you earned in a degree in, you will be a head of the guy that does not have a degree and has to learn everything from the beginning. However if you do attend college then your retirement will be later for instance, if I go into the military now I could retire at 40 instead of let’s say 44 or 45 years old which isn’t a huge deal but it is if your trying to retire early. Do college first then you just might have to take out college loans. It will also give you time to think whether the military is right you.

Serving out a single military contract which is about same time as a bachelor degree then you can have your early retirement. You can get on-the-job-training for dozens of career tracks that does not require a degree and these skills can further develop in college. You can get your college paid for depending what college you go to, it can either be fully paid or half paid which any amount will help with these high priced colleges. And of course you will get medical paid for and housing if gunners it or just want it. But you might struggle trying to juggle school and military service. Going back and forth. For some it will be difficult to transition from military to civilian life before of what you seen or did overseas.

There is a program called ROTC. Which stands for Reserve Officers Training Corps. If your interested in becoming an officer for the military then this program with be great for you because they pay for college and you commit to joining the military when your done. You receive valuable training in military skills, leadership development, and academic study. This program is available at many colleges around you.

 

Hair, Urine, Dirty Laundry, Stress

The title of this post explains my current living situation. I’m living with L and his mom, T, two dogs and two cats in a 1 bedroom apartment, but not for long.

Living here is very stressful because one, we have a lady that’s out of one’s mind and has so many mental problems. Starting with Dissociative identity disorder which is the same as multiple identity disorder. She is always stating how she studied everything, if you start up a conversation with her about science, doctors, animals, video games, etc. She will say that she studied it for years and claim how right she is about the topic. Even if it’s something new that was just researched, she knows all about it because she “studied it her whole life”. She is from every state or country. When she is talking to someone her voice starts to change throughout many different accents and will tell them that she’s from Italy, Britain, Texas or wherever. So yes, she is a pathological liar and compulsive liar. To explain this is simple. She just lies all the time. She is a person who breaks everything and finds a excuse for how it was not her and it is everyone else’s fault. She broke the stove that came with the apartment, her excuse for this is that the oven exploded a little so it broke the glass and the stove tops arched electricity and burn her. That has nothing to do with why the stove top burners are all bent up and the oven door is half broken off. It’s quite funny actually because we caught her in a lie, we brought up the oven door again and this time she said that she opened the door and it flew off so the front window broke. Not exactly what she said the first time so L and I just nodded our heads and said “Mhmm”. We are in the process of moving once again because of her actions, the landlord is furious with her.

An addition, is all the animals. Don’t get me wrong you can ask anyone that really knows me that I love animals no matter what. It’s just T’s “service dogs” that are really vexatious and undisciplined. Both dogs, Charlie and Baby, urinates in the house everyday. Baby is a small short-haired pekingese and T let’s her urinate and poop all over the place because she won’t take her out and tell L and I not to. Baby’s urine isn’t as bad as when Charlie urinates. Charlie is a large 3 year old border collie and when take him out and for someone reason urinates for a long time. But when L and I go to the library or sit at the deli to waste time and try and fine something to do, T will not take Charlie out at all. So when we come back he will start urinating because we can fully get he vest on or while watching a movie he will randomly urinate himself and it is a lot and I mean a lot (check out picture number 3). It is super difficult to clean it up specially when she buys a sponge mop. All it does is push and smear it even further. So all of our socks and clothes gets soaked with urine. Which brings me to my next point. ( Blog continues after photos)

Laundry. I’m not proud of it but all of our laundry is smelly, has stains and who knows what else. Since it is a little apartment upstairs we don’t have a washer and dryer but there is a laundromat not even a block away.m, more like 100 feet. The problem is that we don’t have any money, so that is out of the question. Hand washing is fine but I don’t like washing them without soap because it is not actually washing them. I’m just a walking dirty laundry hamper. I guess that is all I have to say about laundry. Not much else to say really.

So this is my living situation, getting urine and hair everywhere from the dogs, people constantly lying, money shortages, people yelling and blaming everyone else. I’ll make another post about the town itself and what’s around and what’s not around.

14 Miles

Yesterday I went for a little walk that turns out to be 14 miles all together. I don’t mind walking far distances. I use to walk a lot when I was with my mom, so I am use to it and I enjoy walking a far. But it is worth it because I was able to check out some cool trails and parks. I really wish I had a DSLR so I can really capture the experience that I had!

Chautauqua Rails to Trails was an active railroad corridor from 1865 to 1978. Rails to Trails bought the land in 1991 to make it an recreational public off-road trail for hiking, bicycling, bird watching, horseback riding and cross country skiing.

Luensman Overview park is a 70-acre overlook of Lake Erie and the Canadian shore. There is  1 mile long trail you can follow, picnic pavilion to bring friends and family for a day out of fun.

Introduction – Aaron O, Harris-Harrell

Not sure what I’m doing but figured I’ll give it a shot. My name is Aaron and I’m an African American young adult that’s trying to find his way in the world. Let’s take a look at my past for a moment.
I got taken away from my mom because she was caught doing drugs when someone called the cops on her for a different reason and I went into foster care when I was nine years old and signed myself out at 19. Through the 10 years of being in foster care I moved around to about 12 different homes, seeing new faces, bad and good, a couple different schools. There were only 2 places that I would have called home.
One was this older women in her 60s-we’ll call her A-for her first name-and her 20 something year old son K and I stayed with them for 3 years. K and I would got along really well because him and I enjoyed crazy high roller coasters and technology. We would go to Darien Lake Amusement Park a lot and only once we took a trip out to Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. Man, the Top Thrilled Dragster and the Millennium Force were the best rides there! We would talk about the rides and the specifications of them like nerds and a computer. But everything wasn’t all fun and games, I also got along with her brother Uncle PJ, he would take me with him when he goes to work on different jobs for people such as: roofs, sinks, cars, etc. I always enjoyed working, no matter what it was, even to this day, I have no problem helping someone with anything or working, just hard finding the job in the first place. Uncle PJ was the only one that was there for me when A went into the hospital. I don’t remember exactly why she went in but that was the reason why I had to leave her residents, she wasn’t fit to take care of me.
The other place I consider home is a place of the lord. There I had both a mother and father figure and 4 others siblings, so it was a house full but it was great. I always wanted to have have brothers and sisters…let me rephrase that. Always wanted siblings I could hang out with, siblings that are together and around to do things with. My brothers and sisters are all separated doing there own thing, doing only god knows what. And yes I said this is the house of the lord, the father-P- is the pastor of the church, so it is nice seeing church from the pastor view of things instead of just being an attendee of a church seeing everything from the congress side.
That’s a little bit of my past, but don’t worry, we’ll come back to all of that as we progress through this blog. Now we’re in the present and I’m in a big confused hole! Right now I’m staying with my best friend and his mom. My best friend is L and we’ve known each other for about 4 years but only known his mom for 2 years and I really need to figure out what it is that I’m doing. I’ve had many choices and chances throughout the time of staying with them and every time I’ve choose the wrong one. Something is holding me back!

The Name

You may be asking why the name or maybe your not and just don’t care, but either way your getting the story. Why the name The Abandoned Knight.
The Abandoned Knight(s) or TAK started with my two other friends L as you already know about him a little and R. R is the oldest but we feel like he’s our little brother. We’re all into the same hobbies, such as: video games, weapons in general and outdoor activities whether it’s camping, hiking whatever. The three of us joined together when we ended up at the same Supervised Independent Living Program; SILP. Basically it’s a place for youth 17 and up that are in the foster care system. A place to help them become independent and to move out on there own at 21. R and I became friends because I had the best wireless internet in the building-strongest and the fastest. Then L came along and we became even closer friends than what we already were from trade school. He took Computer and Electronics and I took it for half a semester then switched to Cyber Security and Networking. The three of us had a little get together in my apartment along with another individual name Z. Who was sort of apart of the group, but was not at the same time.
We all became really close friends. We started getting closer and closer the more we hung out and had TAK nights. Every time we would go out and do an activity together, we would take turns paying for each night. When someone needed something, the others had your back. We developed great trust in each other which still stands today.
One day, I decided to let them know that I always wanted to make YouTube videos. My last roommate and I started a channel and did some fun videos then he ditched out of nowhere. So I wanted to start again with these guys and that is what we did. Went through a few stupid names to finally find one that we all liked-KTRT. So, we started a group chat room on our windows phone…I know…don’t judge me…windows phones, pfft, never again! But we started a group chat room and one of the names we came up with was Thy Knights Of Thy Roundith Table. We even talked in old English for fun-still do once in a while actually. The name never stuck that well with us, so we kept thinking and thinking and eventually we came up with The Abandoned Knights. We are still the Knights and since we were basically abandoned by our parents and had gone into foster care, it fitted us perfectly. And since it is just me doing this blog and it is about me, just going to call it The Abandoned Knight.

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Divers

For the past week, L and I have been dumpster diving. Yes! I know…but before you start coming up with different conclusions, we don’t have much of a choice.
His mom T isn’t good with money because she always thinks that she has more money than what’s actually there. She get $3200 a month, which is definitely enough for groceries, utilities, rent and some play around money, but she refuses to buy any food because according to her “we don’t have enough money and that we can just go to the food pantry”. Food pantry is good food but definitely not enough for three people and when she’s feeding half of the food to the dogs. “Oh, dogs need chicken and rice”, “need to eat this and that”. The dogs are perfectly fine eating dry dog food and maybe some wet food for later but not all day long.
So yeah, dumpster diving. For one, dumpster diving is legal in the US. There are just different rules for different towns, cities, whatever. Once you throw away for garbage, it becomes accessible to the public. Children, animals, scavengers, etc. However if the dumpster is behind and fence and states no trespassing then you will get either questioned, ticketed or arrested, but the store manager or whoever property it is has to report it.
I always wanted to dumpster dive because for one if your dumpster diving for food and at certain stores and restaurants, I figured “Hey, the food is still in the wrappings so your not really eating dirty garbage food”. Stores like Tim Hortons, Begal Shops, sandwich shops, bakery’s and many more are great for exploring there dumpsters. Stores like these mkae fresh food, donuts and bagels everyday, but if nobody buys them then they have to throw them away at night. So that’s just a big waste of food right there and can definitely be donated at least to people or places that just want any type of food to survive. Like they say, one mans trash is another mans treasure.
We would wait until 12:30 when the store closes and employees finish up there closing routine and leave. Then we take a Nike bag over with us open the dumpster side door and reach in and grab the food trash bag that they throw away when they leave the store and untie the bag. We start looking for pizza boxes, burger bags, brownie bags, etc. There are mostly burgers and a few pizzas. The other night we were able to get 5 salads, there not really that goods without dressing so I didn’t really eat them, L’s mom T did. She has this thing about mayo where whatever she’s eating she has to have a ton of mayo on it

Introduction – Aaron O, Harris-Harrell

Not sure what I’m doing but figured I’ll give it a shot. My name is Aaron and I’m an African American young adult that’s trying to find his way in the world. Let’s take a look at my past for a moment.
I got taken away from my mom because she was caught doing drugs when someone called the cops on her for a different reason and I went into foster care when I was nine years old and signed myself out at 19. Through the 10 years of being in foster care I moved around to about 12 different homes, seeing new faces, bad and good, a couple different schools. There were only 2 places that I would have called home.
One was this older women in her 60s-we’ll call her A-for her first name-and her 20 something year old son K and I stayed with them for 3 years. K and I would got along really well because him and I enjoyed crazy high roller coasters and technology. We would go to Darien Lake Amusement Park a lot and only once we took a trip out to Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. Man, the Top Thrilled Dragster and the Millennium Force were the best rides there! We would talk about the rides and the specifications of them like nerds and a computer. But everything wasn’t all fun and games, I also got along with her brother Uncle PJ, he would take me with him when he goes to work on different jobs for people such as: roofs, sinks, cars, etc. I always enjoyed working, no matter what it was, even tip this day, I have no problem helping someone with anything or working, just hard finding the job in the first place. Uncle PJ was the only one that was there for me when A went into the hospital. I don’t remember exactly why she went in but that was the reason why I had to leave her residents, she wasn’t fit to take care of me.
The other place I consider home is a place of the lord. There I had both a mother and father figure and 4 others siblings, so it was a house full but it was great. I always wanted to have have brothers and sisters…let me rephrase that. Always wanted siblings I could hang out with, siblings that are together and around to do things with. My brothers and sisters are all separated doing there own thing, doing only god knows what. And yes I said this is the house of the lord, the father-P- is the pastor of the church, so it is nice seeing church from the pastor view of things instead of just being an attendee of a church seeing everything from the congress side.
That’s a little bit of my past, but don’t worry, we’ll come back to all of that as we progress through this blog. Now we’re in the present and I’m in a big confused hole! Right now I’m staying with my best friend and his mom. My best friend is L and we’ve known each other for about 4 years but only known his mom for 2 years and I really need to figure out what it is that I’m doing. I’ve had many choices and chances throughout the time of staying with them and every time I’ve choose the wrong one. Something is holding me back!

The Name

You may be asking why the name or maybe your not and just don’t care, but either way your getting the story. Why the name The Abandoned Knight.
The Abandoned Knight(s) or TAK started with my two other friends L as you already know about him a little and R. R is the oldest but we feel like he’s our little brother. We’re all into the same hobbies, such as: video games, weapons in general and outdoor activities whether it’s camping, hiking whatever. The three of us joined together when we ended up at the same Supervised Independent Living Program; SILP. Basically it’s a place for youth 17 and up that are in the foster care system. A place to help them become independent and to move out on there own at 21. R and I became friends because I had the best wireless internet in the building-strongest and the fastest. Then L came along and we became even closer friends than what we already were from trade school. He took Computer and Electronics and I took it for half a semester then switched to Cyber Security and Networking. The three of us had a little get together in my apartment along with another individual name Z. Who was sort of apart of the group, but was not at the same time.
We all became really close friends. We started getting closer and closer the more we hung out and had TAK nights. Every time we would go out and do an activity together, we would take turns paying for each night. When someone needed something, the others had your back. We developed great trust in each other which still stands today.
One day, I decided to let them know that I always wanted to make YouTube videos. My last roommate and I started a channel and did some fun videos then he ditched out of nowhere. So I wanted to start again with these guys and that is what we did. Went through a few stupid names to finally find one that we all liked-KTRT. So, we started a group chat room on our windows phone…I know…don’t judge me…windows phones, pfft, never again! But we started a group chat room and one of the names we came up with was Thy Knights Of Thy Roundith Table. We even talked in old English for fun-still do once in a while actually. The name never stuck that well with us, so we kept thinking and thinking and eventually we came up with The Abandoned Knights. We are still the Knights and since we were basically abandoned by our parents and had gone into foster care, it fitted us perfectly. And since it is just me doing this blog and it is about me, just going to call it The Abandoned Knight.

P.S. So that whole “black people and gangs” thing. If you consider this a “gang” then this a gang I want to be apart of and doesn’t require any type of hazing or crazy stunts to join in. No killing this guy just because he looked at you…punch him maybe, haha.

P.P.S. If you would like to view our current YouTube channel the link is below or just type in TAK Productions. Click or tap on the one with the white photo with black outline camera as the profile. Don’t forget to subscribe and let us know, let me know what it is that you guys would like to see in upcoming videos.