Cornbread Fed and Cali Raised

The Komplete Masterlist of my bullshit 😊

A little insight into who I am & how I ended up in the Stevens-Udaku Kompound.

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“Y'all hurry up, it's time to go!” Davita called out to her children.

She had planned a peaceful still water kayaking trip as a family. Now that she had them back in her life she wanted to spend as much time as possible. She had woken up early preparing breakfast then lunch, getting the kids up and dressed, then finally packing the car and was ready to go to.

“Come on! Load em up and mooooove em out!”

“Where y'all going and why are you yelling so early in the morning?” Homie asked walking up to stand next to Vita.

“We're about to go kayaking. Also, I'm yelling because I'm a southern mom and these kids like to act deaf, COME ON Y'ALL!” She called over her shoulder. The kids came stomping like a stampede.

“Ready Ma.” Khadija and Elijah, the two eldest greeted as they dove for the front seat, Dija being victorious.

“READY MA! Hiyaaaah!” Her two babies came out flipping like little power rangers and the car was their megazord.

“Oooh I love kayaking! Can I come?” Homie asked

“Sure, I could use the help and I packed extra food anyway. Khadija get in the back with your brothers.”

Khadija smacked her lips as she reluctantly got up to move.

“Ah whatever, you'll live.” Vita waved it off.

“Yes!” Homie happily skipped over to the passenger seat hopping in.

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As they rode to their destination with the kids distracted by their phones and tablets, a strange thing occurred to Davita…

“Homie, I've realized that I don't know much about you. Like for instance, what's your real name?”

“Ma, how can you live with somebody and not know their real name?”

“Why are you in grown folks conversation?” Vita warned. Dija backed off in surrender.

“Mmmhmm, now Homie, talk to me. What's your name? Where you from? What do you do? How did you meet the squad? Alladat.”

“Well”, she began, “ for one my name is Kennedi, Kennedi Davenport-”

“Like the drag queen?” Dija hollered.

“The who?”

“There's a drag queen named Kennedy Davenport from Rupaul’s drag race, one of our faves.” Vita explained.

Dija pulled up a photo on her phone to show her aunt before breaking out in song.

“🎶 Sashay, Shante 🎶”

“🎶Jaguar on the runway 🎶” Vita chimed in.

Then they sang in unison.

“🎶 Do it, do it, ooooh 🎶”

The duo burst out in laughter. Dija went back to playing on her phone so the adults could talk.

“ANYWAY, back to what I was saying, that's my name, but it's spelled with an ‘i' instead of ‘y'. I was born in Virginia, but when my parents got divorced I was bounced back between there and LA.”

“Any siblings?”

“Nah, I'mma solo brat. I did have this cousin though that I was tight with.”

“What happened to them?”

“They… They died”

“I'm so sorry to hear that. How'd they die? Of you don't mind me asking.”

Kennedi let's out a humorless laugh,“I love being outdoors. It allows me to feel free, I don't like feeling tied down or trapped so when I'm out in the open hiking, rock climbing or whatever, I feel like nothing or no one can hold me back. My cousin was the one who introduced me to nature and holistic living. She wanted to make sure I had a healthy way of coping with my parents divorce and constantly being moved back and forth all the time.”

“One day we were rafting down a level 5 rapids when we reached a waterfall. *gulp* We'd gone down waterfalls a million times before and got out aight, bu- but not this time. When the raft flipped she hit her head on a rock, once we were able to pull her up… it was no good.”

“Damn Ken, this trip not too much for you is it. I'm sorry for bringing it up.”

“Nah, it's cool. It's actually cathartic for me to go on these trips. Being on water actually helps me cope. It feels like she guides me through the water.”

“How else did you deal with it?”

“I actually became real emo for a while, haha. Listening to Evanescence and Linkin Park..”

“RIP Chester.”

“..All day, but after a while I became disconnected from society as a whole. By the time I was 16 I managed to get emancipated from my parents parents and began to live off the grid. I went to school for horticultural landscaping and became an herbalist.”

“Ooooh so you make exquisite weed like Henny?”

“We collaborate from time to time, but I like to harvest plants and herbs for all of their beneficial qualities and pass it on to the rest of our community because many of those synthetic drugs we get from doctors cause more harm than good and as black people we often have to take our health into our own hands so I try to equip people as best I can.”

“Damn hoe, why haven't you been helping me with my condition?”

“Because bitch, I've seen the teas and supplements you use and you seem to have a good handle on it yourself. Plus, you never asked.”

“Touchè motherfukka, touchè. So what made you stop being a hermit?”

“Well, during my period of isolation I was also nomadic. At one point my travels took me to a Caribbean beach. While I was enjoying the water I felt a set of eyes on me. They belonged to Erik and he was just staring. I decided to ignore his ass which, in case you didn't know, only encouraged him more. He approached me and we struck up a conversation. We sat and talked on the beach for hours. He said I looked like I was in my own world and he wished he could see it for himself, share my existence. I didn't think it was anything romantic, we were just talking and when he showed me pictures of Hennessy, Aly'sha, Ryley, and Angel I figured I was too dark for his tastes. He also mentioned how him and his first lady were looking to build an estate for their growing family and needed someone to help create the blueprint for the landscape layout. So of course I volunteered my services, but things got stranger from there.”

“ We're here kids! You mind if we finish this on the water? This story is getting good.”

“Aight.”

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