Education, My Ticket Out: A Guide for Students, Parents, and Leaders in Recognizing and Navigating Childhood Trauma

By Naomi Plair

Where does a child go to escape a toxic environment?

There is a community of children sitting at desks in school with thoughts storming inside of their minds. They are swinging back and forth like a pendulum from sanity to insanity. Those on the outside whisper, gossip, and point, but the old adage "It takes a village to raise

• Language: English
• Publisher: Naomi K Plair
• Release date: Jun 30, 2022
• ISBN: 9798985956580

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Introduction

I am a Christian, leader, mother, wife, friend, sister, and a teacher.

○ I wrote this book as a voice for students whose voices are not loud enough for someone to hear.

I wrote this book for the lost, confused, frustrated, lonely, and hurt children.

○ I wrote this book for you: The teenager who struggles to get up in the morning because you just closed your eyes to the mayhem in your home.

○ I wrote this book for you: The one who is affected by a hurt child, a school shooting, a senseless crime on a child, and the one who desires to make a change.

○ I wrote this book for you: The one who has the heart and purpose for helping others and whose accomplishments are measured by those they help.

○ I wrote this book for you: The one who wants to see a wounded bird get up and fly.

In this book, you will get a glimpse into the wandering mind of a teen. You will get a front row seat to see it first-hand...a child who overcame poverty and the afflictions of life by persevering obstacles and challenges while navigating through the added pressures of a toxic environment.

In this book, you will receive special lenses that could potentially see into the soul of a wounded lamb who so desperately wants to escape the jaws of a wolf and be free.

In a book, I will attempt to inspire you to get out of the damaged nest, take that step you have been scared to take and fly like an Eagle.

I speak directly to the student, the parent(s), and the educator(s). We are in this together.

I always wanted to be a fly on the wall to watch my own children when I’m not around. But remember, there is always someone there to help. It takes a village. WE are in this together.

Death Knocking?

My mother was a drug addict, but I knew she cared for me. There were many days that I found her passed out on the floor with a needle stuck in her leg.

Ma, wake up! Momma, wake up!

I’m up, Nay, she said weakly.

Countless times, as I