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For now, I will concentrate in a new blog that has more relevance in my live:

TheRaisingofChildren.The LoveFamilyProject

 I have always wanted to write a book about rearing children and this will be as close as it takes. Yes, I am utterly opinionated, but at the same time, the format of writing this blog will give me the opportunity to  clarify some of my thoughts.

For that reason, I have decided to stop the writing on all the other blogs while concentrating in what is going on in my life today. That is my priority.

Yes, I would like to continue with the other blogs about the great and the not so great things of living in Flint MI , but the commitments I have now make me to concentrate in the areas I have passion that are children and raising children to their full potential.

Homeschooling my children has given me the opportunity to spend a considerable amount of time with my then and countless situations for reflection which has opened my mind of subjects to write.

I will not abandon my neighborhood, nor will I stop trying to convince people to move and live in Mott Park because I still believe Mott Park, in Flint Michigan, is one of the best places in United States to have a house and that says a lot.

The Facebook account:  https://www.facebook.com/MottParkFlintMiAGreatPlaceToLive which allows readers to see pictures and have  a vision of how Mott Park on week to week is, and how is evolving.

And last but not least, this are my experiences and my vision of raising children. In a subject clogged with experts, I promise to be truthful to the bad and the ugly, and also to the amazing journey of raising children.

Yes, is November and is the national novel writing month –http://nanowrimo.org. I will not write a novel, but I will write everyday from today November 6th 2013 to November 6th 2014, and see what happen.

So, it is time to start this journey of words, memories, ideas and reflections of what really entails to raise  children in United States in the 21 century.

Wish me luck,

Marta

Talk is cheap in the mouth of 

Sandra Bernhard…plain dirty…

When I read of people like this woman named Sandra Bernhard and her comments about Flint, it makes me sad.

Yes, Flint has been having hard times, but people like her keeps making money of the misery of Flint. We can laugh at all her comments, but the truth is that she is made of the same trash as everybody that profit from Flint, from drug dealers, to absentee landowners, to liquor stores and everybody in between.

When she makes the comments about not allowing pictures of her to be taken in front of her old neighborhood is exactly her shame plastered in the media all around the country that poor teenagers in Flint do not need.

Narcissistic comedians like this Sandra Bernhard fabricates lame excuses why she is not helping Habitat for Humanity in Flint or donating money to buy diapers, or helping rebuild her neighborhood.

The reality is that the majority of people that live in Flint are children in poverty. Can we laugh about that?

Her rejection of Flint and because her status, her comments are words that hurt the most all the teenagers that feel trap in Flint with lousy parents, lousy schools, lousy future and now, lousy Flint comedians.

Why we pay attention to her trashy talks? Please…If I were her, I would try to imagine how is to be poor and live in Flint and have people like her make fun of me…

It would feel like ugly bullish….and that is what she is a bully to this kids that do not have hope and trash keep piling on them.

Good job girl…your comments added to their sense of shame  and rejection because they are poor and from Flint…

I imagine you are very proud…..

The contradictory values of the public and private sector in Flint

A simple example that I experience today describes why things in one sector are doing well while the other sector is doing quite badly.

Today, the French students that were supposed to go to Goodrich High School for a day of music were not able because

today  it became an Snow day.

And so, an alternative was put in place, and the French young musicians were brought to the Flint Institute of Music for rehearsal.

 The Flint Institute of Music (which is an educational institution)  tries to be open regardless of the weather. And that is an interesting story in itself to tell another time.

And so, this morning, while I was leaving the Flint Cultural Center it dawn on me that the Flint Community School was closed…they had an Snow day too. And my question is why?

Is understandable that the decision of not bringing the children when the weather is not appropriate is a sensible approach, but for adults that spend their time seating next to their desks and come to work by driving their cars not taking the school bus; it is an abuse of privilege.

You could say, all other districts are doing the same, and my answer will be, I do not care. This group of failing individuals has plenty of work to do because each minute that pass one child in poverty in our neighborhood is dropping from school.

This individuals have plenty of work to do because public education in Flint public schools is not bad, it is horrendous. The other question will be: How do you know? Your children  are homeschool, and my answer will be because I talk to parents and nobody know better about how things are in school than the customers- the parents.

And so, another snow day comes and goes and in one building of the Flint Cultural Center things happen and in the other excuses are fabricated.

Why do I care? Well, in an impoverish city like Flint, the best way to attract people to live in our city is education, and I feel we are robbed of our money…sound harsh isn’t it? Yes, but the reality is that when I was working as and architect each hour of work was accounted for a project. Somebody has to pay for my time and if the quality of my job was not good, the client will move to hire another company.

That type of transaction made us aware of the power of time and the power of being accountability.

Could you imagine a place where internet is not reliable, and electricity is on and of, or that gas stations do not have gas, or grocery stores do no open when they say they will do it? We count with such order in our lives to do our part, and so we take for granted so many of the details of our lives because they work. How is that so unfair, that a group of citizens in the city do their part while the other does not?

Privatization is not the answer to all our problems, but public entities should be accountable. It is unfair that one sector of the population does its part and the other does not. Why? If they name of the building is Flint Community Schools where is the community?

So to finish, what I imagine of Flint is more parity from both sides the public and the private sector. Because not matter how much we the private sector work, and achieve and failing public sector is pushing us down the entire city.

So, please write letters, and complain because we need change in Flint- NOW.

Dear Governor of Michigan:

This is Marta from Flint Michigan. I decided to share in your Facebook what is happen in Flint with us the residences, so you could understand our challenges.

The real problems in Flint is not crime, nor job or education. All of them are symptoms of a system that is broken to its core.

Flint is a “No town” that is close to business, it repels people instead of attracting. Flint does not understand that for its survival, it needs people. We are the customers that pay the taxes; yet and the level of disinvestment in Flint is atrocious. Why?

The answer is a total disrespect for people, and very low expectations that taints all transactions. There is not good faith, or believe that things will get better. There is lack of problem solving mentality compounded by a lack of imagination to bring solutions. We keep trying the same old same that does not work anymore.

I  want to improve the quality of my neighborhood (http://www.facebook.com/MottParkFlintMiAGreatPlaceToLive) and for that reason I have started buying homes and renting them, and renting to own. That is when my dealings with the City Hall has intensified.

1)    To pay bills at City Hall, it has become a time consuming taks because it is not open 8 hours a day, five days a week. In any other business, “money is the King.” It is the engine that moves your business. As a homeschool mother, and a rental owner of seven houses, I am very busy. I do not have the luxury to play by their rules, and go only  to the hours that they  are open. Governor, I invite to come one day, to customer service at city hall and wait with us in the line. You will feel the frustration of everybody too.

2)    If you want to connect the water in a property, an employee from the water department will come to your house to do it. It cost 50 dollars for the permit, but you have to wait in that particular house for 4 hours because they will not call you. Will you do business with me if I give you such a hard time? You should have been listening to a Baker students that was next to me in the line last Friday trying to put the water in the rental property in her name- “ I am so desperate to finish this degree and go back to Oakland County where I am from…

3)    Since we are less and less in town, the leaders at the city of Flint are raising prices more and more, and so, the new prices for a tenant to change the water in his or her name has escalated to $450.00 for a deposit! Who of the working poor who live in Flint(and have less changes to leave Flint) can afford that?

This attitude of passing the blame of their lack of leadership to us has permeated Flint at all levels for years.. Schools do not teach to poor children, nor care about their future; police does not protect poor people, nor care about angry teenagers that kill each other every week. The city does not serve their customers, nor have any valuable of our time.

This attitude repels people to the suburbs, and other cities, for nobody want to live in a place that make you feel all the range of negative emotions.

What is left and what the city attract in there shady business which are booming, from liquor stores that sells to homeless, to drug dealing that hire teenagers that do not go to school, to uncaring rental owners that live out of town and are in the business of flipping houses.

I know we can do it. Treating people with dignity has been very good for my neighborhood and my business… So the leaders in Flint have to make a 360 change in the way they address the challenges in Flint. We ought to expect the best on every person in Flint because we do not anybody else to come and save us.

Sincerely,

Marta, from Flint, MI

 

Is it the water? Is it the weather? Is it the Light? I know, I make no sense with these questions, but the reality is that cities like any place where human being live have certain concentric energies and attracts similar people for exchange of goods, and services. Cities attract people with money to do transactions in banks and law firms, and governmental offices, but also attract poor people to receive services, in public hospitals, and social services for housing and education.

So what does it make living in a city so  good for rich people but bad for poor children. How is that our city rejects poor children to the point that they kill themselves like rats? Why? Nobody stopped in their path and made them feel worthwhile that killing each other for honor or some inconsequential thing in lives deserve a death sentence? It seems to me that nobody cares in this city because the killing keeps coming …

Public schools do not seem to care much about the epidemic of violence for what I have seem is that  they build more metal detectors and more mistrust on the children that feel nobody is on their side.

There is no week that pass that I am thinking about Antonio. Could we as a society have intervened? I do not know. What I know is that more children are killing each other and the city of Flint seems only frustrated by that….because if this was a real epidemic that is affecting everybody and I mean everybody, we would have seen more urgency to change things around.

I do not know how, but I hope to help stop such epidemic… and soon…

Could you help me, please?

Thanks,

Marta

http://www.mlive.com/news/flint/index.ssf/2012/06/flint_police_have_identified

http://obits.mlive.com/obituaries/flint/obituary.aspx?n=antonio-l-bell&pid=158022143#fbLoggedOut

 

 

That is what neighbors were comforting themselves after the death of Antonio Bell Jr. in our park.

Why? Because by making him a child that is not from here, it gives us permission not to worry anymore…he was not from here, he was from the poor area in town.

And so, his poverty does not infect our souls and we can continue pretending that poverty does not exist.

For me, that sheer of denial is broken, and although he was not my child, he will be in my soul for the rest of my life.

I have never seen him, and yet, his death as affected more than any words I can say, for I have a son who is fourteen and I cherish him like the most valuable treasure in my world.

And so, I am in a quest of ending violence in Flint for the poor youth in Flint…will I succeed? Who knows, the only thing I know is that if I continue thinking that he was not from here…he will never be.

And it is something I can not do…I can not walk in the park, the park I love so much, pretending nothing has happened. Mott Park, the place I have taken my children to play since they were little. In that same place violence has destroyed a child because …and the list is so long…because he was alone…because…violence is a way of life in Flint…because ..we adult care little about poor teenagers that live in Flint..etc.

And so, this young man who was a total stranger until yesterday has become my guidance to ask me to do something…it is time to do things different…it is time to see teenagers that are poor as children that have potential and that their lives are as valuable as any other child in Flint…could we say like the children who will attend Powers?

I am walking a path that is new to me, for I am not white, nor black, nor from here. Yet I can feel the anger, frustration, shame, desperation, of teenagers in Flint that have nothing to lose than their lives…isn’t that so absolutely sad…

Until next time, help me to think new ways to solve the problems of youth violence in Flint.

From the bottom of my heart,

Thanks

Marta

Before the weeks pass, I want to share in my blog that I lost my computer or in better words it was stolen from Barnes and Noble when I was there reading magazines…I left it there ..and never saw it again…

I do not know why I thought that I could write while taking a brake of homeschooling from my children at Barnes and Noble that famous Friday night, but I did. That day, my son had finished presenting his science fair project at Kettering University and I was brain dead. For the few that know that my son has dyslexia and ADHD and his mother has too, doing the science fair is quite big endeavor. My job is to guide him to finish on time and help to translate his thoughts/pictures (physic by all means) into comprehensible lines of thoughts written in English…not an easy task.

So, that Friday night, I left my husband with the children at home, and went to charge my brain again around books and magazines. In that process, I left the computer next to the magazine rack.

Saturday and Sunday was consumed by more activities than usual in the children’s schedule: there was the Science Fair interviews and the judging, etc. Sunday, was the Science Fair ceremony and so, by Sunday night,  it was the time I found that my lap top was not at home,  I went back to Barnes and Noble to see if somebody has returned the computer, but it was gone.

So because I live in Flint, MI,  instead of calling the Flint Police, I did my rounds to the burgeoning business that are the pawnshops. Why? Because the business of selling stolen computers is a thriving business inFlint. Yes, with so many college students like Kettering University students living in close proximity to extreme poverty, there is  a juicy market for pawnshops (we have one around the corner and two few miles away from home). More or less, there is one pawnshop next to each of what was consider solid middle class neighborhoods. There is one next to Mott Park, one next to College Cultural, etc. Yes, it is like we are their pumping oil  from our backyards.

For you information in this fast economy that pray on poor people like some of my neighbors, please read- Broke, USA: From Pawnshops to Poverty, Inc.: How the Working Poor Became Big Business by Gary Rivlin-http://www.democracynow.org/2010/7/9/gary_rivlin_on_broke_usa_from

And so, because my computer was left and Barnes and Noble and somebody took it but not from my house, I did not have a report from the Flint Police and I could not see if my computer was in any of the pawnshops….nice business ah? No protection for owners of computer or anything that has enter the stolen market…

The visits to the pawnshops were pathetic, and at the same time interesting. You could see how money flows in those places. When pawnshop owners realized that I was a possible customer because I look that I have some money, they offered me all kinds of deals …computer loaded with software and the like…

And so, I felt one more time defeated in this town-Flint, Michiganthat pray on people and create a loop of incentives for young men to rob around the city neighborhoods. Selling stolen property is a piece of cake. Nobody ask, nobody wants to know….so between drugs and pawnshops, the under the table economy is thriving and the Flint Police Department is a joke…few regulations, few spaces in the jail and plenty of places to sale the labor of a work day of stealing….Yeah!

With my computer down, and with all the things that are important to me- the children pictures, the information, I felt depressed for some weeks. And I stop writing…but it is time to go back, for I dream of a place that is good for my children and for all the children in Flint.

Am I crazy to believe that I can change some of the pawnshop industries, of the system in Flint that is so CORRUPTED? I do not know, but I will keep trying.

As you could see crime in Flint is more dirty that the kids entering in you home and taking your computer for a few pennies. Crime in Flint is embedded in a system of corruption…Please by drive by Coruna Road, and see the shameless stores painted  in Yellow Bright colors telling you …YES, we are here doing very well in Flint Michigan. And business is so good that they do not open Sundays. How about that.

Here I am back again trying to write and see what comes next…And did I buy a computer from some of the pawnshops inFlint…NO WAY.

 

And please, help me to turn Flint in a nice place to live for rich and poor folks and everybody in between!

Until next time, do your part and start by saying no to changing neighborhoods.

Thanks

Marta

As you know, I have been in the quest to educate, to open a dialogue, to inspire good change in a “changing neighborhood –words that by themselves are charged negative connotations.”

And yet, the only thing I have been able to obtain is frustration from part of my neighbors (Mott park Facebook) and cold silence from the part of leadership in Flint, or insulting bogus solutions by arrogant ignorant leaders.

And so, in this blog I would present to you the evidence of how the process of disinvestment in a neighborhood- Mott Park affect children, seniors and Kettering University students that live in our neighborhood.

There is nothing more convincing than images. Imagine for a moment you are a new comer-the kid that come to Kettering University from the most affluent families in Michigan (tuition around 30.000 a year-) and live in the FIJI fraternity. You have two options: walk two blocks between trash and danger to Kettering Buildings  (hoping that Kettering Security is doing their job), OR USE YOUR CAR…

Do you like it? Will you send your son here? The pictures you have seen cover the intersection of Flushing and Dupont Avenue which is the unspoken racial boundary between blacks and whites and if you are white and come to work or study at Kettering somebody will tell you at some point not to go beyond Flushing. On one side of that intersection, it is a beautiful park- Ballenger park which is used only by blacks young men, on the other side is the FIJI fraternities where most of the white rich kids play behind a fenced lawn.

To come to Kettering, the students from FIJI have to walk thru Dupont Avenue that is in total disrepair. Dupont Avenue is experiencing the last stages of a changing neighborhood. It has gone already thru African American families moving in (crossing the Flushing boundary) white families moving out, flippers moving in to make a killer.., rental owners renting to poor people without caring for the homes-yes they rent to poor people who cares, Kettering university students rentals and, finally when the houses can not take more abuse, they are foreclosed or abandoned.

As you could see, some of the houses have been stripped of their dignity and are ignored by the leadership in the city, Kettering University, and the Foundations (who are a parallel government in itself in Flint).

On both ends of the boulevard, rest two beautiful ideas gone sour because the issues-of-race-and-class was excluded from the equation when designing it. Now the bushes are wind catchers of litters and plea from being taken care. Yet, nobody does it because in a changing neighborhood they are also in the process of disinvestment- nobody care for them ( a subject we will cover in the future  blogs of the habit of foundations to never evaluate the effectiveness of their projects pass the pictures of the inaugural day).

As the neighborhood has been progressively deteriorating, and the letters to officials have not bear results, I moved to the next step in re-building the connections in the neighborhood. I go around every Sunday afternoon, clean the streets, take care of medians, maintain foreclosure homes, question teenagers.

As the families that used to live on Dupont Avenue have moved out because the area has deteriorated,  in its place an economy of crime and drug dealing has flourished. The reasons are: The rental properties are owned by people who care only about the money it receives monthly and have little regard who they are renting. Some of the rentals owners do not live in Flint either, and so have contract companies that take care…of their properties.

When the cat’s away, the mice will play

(although the play of this teenagers because they are part of gang groups they play with guns and kill each other destroying neighborhoods)

For drug dealers, that is a perfect location: There is a dark park around the block at night- Ballenger Park, there are abandoned houses few people will be checking on their transactions, they have rich clients next to – the Hurley Hospital, and the  highway, they have Flint Police officers and Kettering security officers that do not go to that area much, they have two liquor stores in the vicinity to conduct business too, and allies around Dupont and Flushing to do the same.

Why this things continue happening if it is obvious that the intervention or measures of control are not working?

Because when things become taboo, it is difficult to break their power and they stay breathing sickness in a neighborhood for a long time. Nobody want to say…well we have an issue of race and class..What are we planning to do?

1)   Kettering  University management strategy has been to pretend we do not have problems trying to move the students out of the corner of Flushing and Dupont Avenue

2)   The city has been demolishing houses on Flushing (at a very expensive cost to tax payers),

3)    Police like ER has been working on after the fact crime and not prevention. In Flint we do not like community policing because police need to walk not drive in their monster cars…they need to relate to people…and that is difficult to do.

Can we do something? Yes, off course. The most important thing is that we sit around a table and discuss the possible solutions to our challenges of race and poverty and class. The silence and the taboo is reinforcing the walls of segregations and fueling the mistrust of students (rich) toward the locals (poor) while keeping in place the prejudge that black are bad and white are goods.

Around 3 pm on Sunday afternoon- yesterday while the white young adults- Kettering University students were playing on their side  and the blacks and poor were playing on Ballenger park (a big group of young adults black men were playing basketball), there was a Flint Police Patrol car parked on the side walk of the lecture building in aisle state position.

Kettering University in respond of the pressure of worried parents of rich children that attend the university is paying for the salaries of five Flint Police officer. Those five police officers are supposedly to monitor the area, and yet it does not happen.

Why is so obvious to me that the police cars should have been around the park or the intersection of Flushing and Ballenger and not University Boulevard on a Sunday afternoon around 3pm where nothing happen in campus- the buildings are closed?

It is because looking at something does not equal that we are seeing the same thing.  I see the neighborhood as a web of relationships and that relationships affect everything. I see prevention and education on how to live in a neighborhood as part of what police should do.

Police, and leaders in this community do not respect community policing as a viable solution to solve the problem of violence in Flint not matter how much data I have shared with leaders via letters and Mott Park Facebook.

I know it works, as I walk around Mott Park cleaning places,  talking to students, putting order, maintaining foreclosed homes, taking signs from posts, and engaging teenagers, I am doing community policing. I already know where the prostitute live and which house has problems, but that for another blog.

If we know that the majority of basketball hoops have been taken from the city of Flint because they are magnets of drug dealing and violent confrontation of gang groups. If we know that poor African American young men solve their disagreements with shootings and fighting, and we know that close to Ballenger park there are two liquor stores that sell hard liquor (the bottles I continue collecting) which are fuels for violence, and If we know that in front of that park there are the rich kids of Kettering university, wouldn’t be more effective to keep an eye on that situation instead of pretending that we do not have violence bubbling in our town?

Who cares if a black poor kid dies? That is Flint

For us, in Flint crime is about prosecuting the young men, not preventing and for rich kids is pretending that we do not have problems…after all, in few years the rich kids from Kettering University will fly away from Flint,

the place where the world Change has a terrible negative connotations

….As I break into conversation with young people in Mott Park, I ask them…do you like Flint?  So, I ask you too..do you like Flint the way it is?

Until next time follow me in this adventure to change this little part of Flint- Mott Park

for the benefit of all children and rich and poor kids.

With all the challenges, enjoy Flint as we do…

The same day, few hours later, and few blocks from Ballenger and Flushing Rd., I was at the Kettering University pool with my children and a neighbor friend of my son. And there were three Chinese students playing in the water too. I was wondering about them and Flint…and violence and if they will be victims or not….

Farewell to Mott Park Facebook.

Dear neighbors:

All I wanted was to teach you a subject that touches my heart, changing neighborhoods. I ‘m sorry if you feel offended by my comments, I wanted to mobilize us so, we do not end up like College Cultural neighborhood (several deaths under its belt) or Glendale Hills (one death under its belt plus a  meth lab in a house etc.), yet I forgot the first rule of teaching: You can only teach if a student want to learn, if not, it is a power struggle (I am a homechool mom, I should know better).

And in this power struggle I became your mother, or GM or some authority and you became in a passive-aggressive response immobilized to collect even a simple can of coke in front of your lawn, or your neighbors’ lawn. (And yes, I know most where everybody lives. I have been driving, walking, talking to neighbors, thinking, observing, reading, analyzing individual, group behaviors with the goal to find solutions for MP in the past five years).

Yes, you are angry with Flint, a city that is sinking in violence and chaos- we all are. But, it is easy to be angry with me than to feel the tremendous sorrow that we have of seeing people being killed with not regards for a cheap deal, day after day after day, with no hint from part of leaders in this community to deeply care  to make the difficult changes. Yes, it is always the kids, the criminals, the lack of work, poverty, but never, never them.

And yet, I accept and respect your opinions and desires. I am moving out of Mott Park Facebook, for I am in different plateaus. I have been fighting the issue of changing neighborhoods since 2007, and I am out of pleasantries. I have five years. I have a child that will go to Kettering, and I can not risk him walking at night and being attacked at gun point like several Kettering students have been. I need to change this part of town- with you or without you.

You are not the first group that felt shaken that I have broken the code of silence about the taboo of race and class in Flint, MI. See it on my blog the presentation I prepared for the board of trustees of the Ruth Mott Foundation when I was the president of Mott Park- 2007. And  it went sour too because I dare to tell the truth: We are all playing a role and are participants in this bully-go-round of crime, segregation, contempt for poor people, and violence. We are all!

Since that time:

Two complete studies paid by the Land Bank about “revitalizing the neighborhood have failed because we do not want to discuss the forces of race, class, poverty and crime that that shapes a neighborhood.

One grant of 150.000 dollars given by the Ruth Mott Foundation to a teenager program for three city neighborhoods has already failed because we do not want to discuss the forces of race, class, poverty and crime that shape a neighborhood.

One walking path- in front of Mott Park is already a pile of trash next to Mc Laren because we do not want to discuss the forces of race, class, poverty and crime that shape a neighborhood.

Two private schools are losing students- Saint John Vianney and Saint Paul Lutheran because we do not want to discuss the forces of race, class, poverty and crime that shape a neighborhood.

Several seniors have been robbed, one shoot on his leg, bitten from his bicycle  by a group of uncontrollable angry teenagers because we do not want to discuss the forces of race, class, poverty and crime that shape a neighborhood.

This is not about white versus black. Race and class is affecting all of us. It is black against light black or richer black also. Middle class black children more than anybody can not walk alone in the park without being bully by poor black kids or beaten and do not want to say anything to protect the status quo…

You could tell me I am racist, or classist. At this moment, I care very little, this is my quest in life to make Mott Park a truly multicultural neighborhood where blacks, whites, brown and yellow children feel welcome and have pride and ownership in this neighborhood.

As I always said to people, you do not need to like people, they are your neighbors not your friends. If you are black and do not like white and if you are white and do not like black, it is OK. What I want is something more profound. I want you to treat people with respect (and that mean not bashing), dignity, and make them feel part of this place, and have highest expectations for them, even the angry teenagers that walk in group hating everybody including their own lives-that soon will end up wasted in jail for the rest of their days.

I am done writing to leaders and neighborhoods groups, head of universities, and head of foundations. I am done trying to have meeting with city representatives, or suggesting articles or books; they also do not want to learn.

For now, I will devote all my energies to write on my blogs, and to the children of Mott Park.

So long,

Flintmichiganagreatplacetolive.wordpress.com

Flintmichiganagreatplacetohomeschool.wordpress.com

Flintmichiganchangingneighborhoodspovertyandcrime.wordpress.com

Marta

I started cleaning the streets of Mott Park Sunday afternoons while in the process weaving to cars passing by. I saw the faces of surprise of the drivers, and I knew what they were thinking.

Who is this “crazy lady that collects trash on Dupont and Chevrolet Avenue in the middle of a snowy day? It is me. It is Marta. It is a person that is trying to change how we perceive ourselves in Flint, and in Mott Park.

I am truthfully campaigning to convince my neighbors that we, in Flint, deserve better, and while now trash is our trade mark (on everything), it will change to great things.

At the beginning, I was so angry…and said to myself all the things that middle class people say to themselves for whom the values of pride, hard work, neatness are tokens of daily live. Why they do not clean? Why trash is so prevalent in Flint? Why  trash has invaded every street in Mott Park? Why middle class values are only for the “old ladies in my neighborhood and the young/ students artist feel out of the loop?”

I knew better that being angry I would close my creativity. And while collecting trash was my first motivation, understanding why people/ neighbors live around trash was my final destination. So to find solutions to problems, most of the time you have to do exactly the opposite, if not you will end up in the same place like you started…could I mention all the areas we are stuck in Flint…crime solutions, educations solutions, work solutions etc?

So, instead of being angry, In a changing neighborhood and I needed to see the problem from another angle. Yes, I was the crazy lady that clean the trash, but I was more than that. I needed to change the STATUS QUO of how things function in Flint and in a changing neighborhood. I needed to collect trash from another angle.

This is what I did: Following the advice of the book BLINK by Gladwell on how your first impressions marks your relationships (I forced myself to change my demeanor from frustration to sunny disposition). And I did something that will open the doors I was looking for: Every person I encountered, every car I saw, I would relate to them like they were the most “capable, talented persons in the world.” I just happen that I was collecting trash in the front of their rental house and they were looking at me.

So, what happen next was incredible!

  • I was not cleaning for them (like a lot of people do feeling sorry for poor people. Long time ago, I had a friend that lived in front of the playground and collected trash in the park  for five years without creating any change of behavior on people. He left the neighborhood an angry man. )
  • I was not judging them, and that is what a lot of homeowners/ middle class do…read Mlive annonymous comments and Mott Park Facebook comments.
  • I was cleaning for me because  I LOVE THIS NEIGHBORHOOD and I CAN SEE SOMETHING THEY DO NOT.  I SEE BEAUTY, I SEE PRIDE, I SEE POSSIBILITIES, I SEE MY HOME.

In a changing neighborhood, people do not have a feeling of pride about their neighborhood nor themselves.  The ones who stay feel trapped, the ones who come feel lost.

As I changed the way I saw people, and the neighborhood, I free my mind to find solutions. And, as I continued collecting trash, people start talking to me, I become a regular figure in their street – like mother hen- and I started loving teaching people to see BEAUTY IN A CHANGING NEIGHBORHOOD.

And that takes me to my next entry WHY CHAINGING NEIBORHOODS ARE SO UGLY? (I will post this week)…because..

Until next time, collect the trash in your street and learn to see beauty in the trees, and in the grass, in the possibilities of the human mind. If you weave community connections, you are changing the destiny of your neighborhood, and your well-being.

 

Until next time use your anger to change the world for good.

Thanks,

Marta