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Kenny get’s ready to mix with the boys at his new home. First trip to the dinning hall. Go Kenny!
Foster kid Kenny’s dance interpretation of arriving at his first boys home. Go Kenny!
If I had five minutes to talk to a kid entering foster care, here’s what I’d say to them. And if I could talk with them every day, I’d go over these things with them again and again. But I can’t. So I wrote them down. Please share. Thanks, Ken
This pocket-guide offers easy tips, which are often overlooked, for success in the foster care system and beyond. Drawing on his past experiences as a system kid, Mr. Marteney, offers insightful advice on how a few simple actions can have a huge impact on a foster child’s experience in the system.
Ken Marteney is a third-generation foster kid from the Los Angeles area, having lived in foster homes, boys’ homes, and group homes. After successfully navigating the system, Ken worked his way around the globe traveling as far east as England and as far west as Hawaii.
He’s a normal guy that just happened to have grown up in extraordinary circumstances. He is passionate about kids not only surviving, but thriving while in foster care.
Ken feels like he’s won the lottery every day. He currently resides in Texas, happily married with three kids.
Flying down the road
The kids think I’m a troll
Because I’ll only play rock and roll
I sing loud and proud
I like the windows down
Still everybody frowns
They all want to hear one thing
And it’s not music from the king
I raised them on Miles and Coltrane
Mozart and Beethoven
Elvis and Frank
When did their musical tastes tank
They are fanatics about country
Since some of those weenies
Started wearing beanies
I would rather commit harry carry
Than listen to those fairies
About dirt and trucks
And dogs wagging their tails for good luck
I would rather stab myself in the neck
Than to sit back and say what the heck
I was told
I’m just getting old
Better roll up the windows before you catch a cold
Just another old man
Driving a bunch of kids in a mini van
Let’s be clear
On the topic of fear
Is it the dark
Is it the fact
Everyone thinks you’re a mark
Nobody has your back
When you’re attacked
Living in that home
Wishing everyone would leave you alone
You’re thinking Darwin was right
The pecking order requires you to fight
Again and again
That revolving door seems to never end
The key to success is finding a friend
There is someone around you can trust
This action is a must
Be careful who you pick
Don’t fall for a trick
Look for somebody your own age
Don’t feed in to each other’s rage
The answer is not a gun
The question is
How do you have fun
The more you laugh
The more you smile
The more you reject
The system’s bile
It keeps your heart clean
Which stops you from being mean
It’s not cool to fail
It’s not cool to go to jail
It doesn’t make you tough
It’s just a bunch of fluff
Coming from kids that are confused
Don’t be that muse
I’ll tell you what’s tight
Standing up for what’s right
Have fun and keep your mind clear
And watch your fear disappear
It is amazing how a simple conversation can inspire.
It’s amazing how the digital world can take that inspiration and spread it all over the globe.
Being a former system kid, I thought about what I would tell a kid currently in the system.
I want them to know not only how to survive but how to thrive in foster care.
I put it on paper Thursday.
Revised it Friday and Saturday.
Published it Monday.
It will be ready for distribution in a couple of days.
It only cost a thought but will benefit so many.
The digital world has brought down the gate keepers.
I want to thank my digital community.
I want to thank all the people who post.
I want to thank all the people who like and comment.
If it wasn’t for the spark from you this idea would never have ignited.
Thanks for your support.
This is what the explosion looks like.
Stand tall my little ones
It’s not your fault
After surviving the lies
Don’t be afraid to look others in the eyes
Stand tall when those about you fall
Speak for the weak
Screaming their stories from the highest peak
I will listen for your call
You’re not alone
Today Desert Rose nominated my blog for the “Tell Me About Yourself Award.”
The rules for this award are to thank the person who nominated you, tell seven things about yourself, and nominate seven bloggers.
Thank you, Desert Rose. Thanks for making me share. 🙂
The following statements are all true.
1. I pretty much like peanut butter on everything. Including hot dogs.
2. My first dog was killed in a stash house in Mexico.
3. As a kid, I was kidnapped by a notorious biker gang and released unharmed.
4. My dad made Sixty Minutes… and not for his good deeds.
5. I was a third-generation foster kid, coming of age mostly in boys’ home and group homes and eventually aging out of the system.
6. I have lived and worked as far west as Hawaii and as far east as England and lots of places in between.
7. I feel like I won the lottery everyday. I’m happily married and have three great kids.
8. I presently earn a living hunting bad guys. I know there were only supposed to be seven things, but I’ve always had trouble following the rules. 🙂
9. I just wanted to break the rules again. I AM Potentially Disruptive.
The seven blogs I nominate for this award are… drumroll, please.
1. Poet Jena: http://poetjena.wordpress.com/about/
2. Antonio de Simone: http://antodesimone.wordpress.com/
3. Ardun Ward: http://ardunward.com/
4. Wayward Spirit: http://waywardspirit.wordpress.com/about/
5. Ramblings From an Apothetic Adult Baby: http://justingawel.com/about/
6. Scribble it Down: http://scribbleitdown.wordpress.com/
7. Cristian Mihai: http://cristianmihai.net/