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Hello there everybody my name is Telia S Battle. I'm 26 years old. I'll love to read books because I'm a bookworm for the day I was born. I also love to do my blog, (but I usely don't be on my blog that much ...because I'm busy doing other stuff) I don't smoke, I don't drink, I don't get no tattoos, I don't get no body percings. I don't hang out to no nightclubs/parties/Go-Go Bars. Because I'm a clean person & I'm going to stay that way! But I just hang out to the special gatherings-going away parties/bbq's-picnic's. I'm a very quiet friendly person. I love to meet new people. I'm single & loving it right about now which means I'll not married I've to wait I'm not trying to rush into marriage! And I'll don't have no kids right about now because I've to wait as well even though I love kids, but not right now.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

A two Exlposions at a Boston Marathon/Bomb 04.15.13

Well hello there my blogger world peoples & it's been a kinda a rough week for me a very sad week & of course a busy week. Alright on friday I just turned 26 years old on monday it was so sad what happened that day it was a "BOMB!" yep 2 bombs happened in Boston during a Boston Marathon & it killed like 3 people including  the young 8 year old boy. & it also injured 107 people but I just heard a male Muslim doctor also got killed. (I don't really don't know for myself....)-but that what I just heard form AOL Huff-Post. Ok here's my story when I first heard the news ok when I first heard this special news report, my father was like "Telia you have to heard this report about somethings going on with Boston?!" For me I was so shocked & a little sad/depressed at the same time. Because it made me go back when I used to found out about 9/11 back when I was a freshman in HS (the 9th grade). & even back then we didn't have social media at that time lol. But anyway my heart goes out to victims & the families of the Boston Bombing. <3 ...="" strong="">

Thursday, April 04, 2013

The 2 sisters in the States attacked by the dog while door to door witnessing with the memorial invitations!

Whats up my blogger world peeps? I got a e-mail form a brother named Shayne Edson that always send me a tons e-mails that where very spiritual & well being. And I was reading this article about those 2 sisters that were living in the country-USA where being attacked by a dog while going to Door to Door witnessing for the memorial invitation campain that we just have on last tuesday march 26. I think it's so touching & so sad at the same time. That was in Tulsa but I don't know which state? :-p anyway I hope you can read this touching story:

Dog attack story: Survivors tell of their fear and their faith

By MICHAEL OVERALL World Staff Writer on Mar 24, 2013, at 1:57 AM Updated on 3/24 at 4:21 AM
Mike Harrell who shot and killed the dog that attacked two women in Tulsa last week is greeted by the daughters of one of the victims, Irene Parker — including Rhonda Thompson (left), Patsy Phillips, and Marilyn Elliott — while visiting the family Saturday at St. John Medical Center. JAMES GIBBARD / Tulsa World


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A sign in the window said "Beware of Dog," but Irene Parker didn't see it.

The house next door had a sign, too. And so did the one across the street.

In this neighborhood, tucked behind the Bama Foods plant on North Lewis Avenue, dogs are a security system.

Parker was part of a citywide effort last week to reach literally every house in Tulsa with an invitation to a "Memorial of Jesus' Death," a yearly service for Jehovah's Witnesses.

"I knock on every door," she says. "The work is too important to skip anybody."

On Tuesday morning, in the 2000 block of North Lewis Place, Parker went up to a small white house with a chain-link fence around the yard.

A woman answered immediately and said something through the screen door. But at 78, Parker has trouble hearing.

The dog didn't bark. An 80-pound pit bull, it was just standing there, behind its owner.

After 40 years of going door to door, Parker didn't think twice about it.

Then the dog jumped.

The screen door flew open.

Parker landed in the yard.

Teeth ripped into her forehead.

"My face, my face," she kept thinking. "I have to protect my face."

Five feet, 4 inches tall and 119 pounds, she tried to push the dog off, but it wouldn't budge. So she turned her head and buried her face in the grass.

The dog sunk its teeth into the back of her scalp.

"I heard it take my ear off," Parker remembers. "It made a terrible sound."

She didn't scream. The dog's owner did.

Delivering an invitation two doors down the street, 43-year-old Beverly Wright came running.

The owner was waving a baseball bat. So Wright took it and swung as hard as she could.

The dog let go of Parker's head and turned around.

Wright swung again.

The dog jumped.

Irene Parker: She faces more surgery and will need a prosthetic ear.
Wright screamed.

Mike Harrell heard it two blocks away, where he works for a steel company. He keeps a loaded gun in his truck, so he jumped in and drove to the house.

One bullet stopped the attack. But by then, Parker and Wright were both soaked in blood.

The first 911 call came at 10:18 a.m.

An hour later, emergency room doctors warned Parker's family: If she lived, she would never be the same.

'To make a fuss'

On a trip to Texas, Rhonda Thompson got the call just before 11 o'clock.

"Your mom's at St. John," a cousin told her. "You need to get here ASAP."

It took four hours to drive back to Tulsa. Parker was still in surgery.

Doctors were sewing her face back together, arranging pieces of skin like a puzzle.

One ear was missing. Her eyes were swollen shut. Both hands were broken. And a ventilator kept her breathing.

"They never said it," Thompson said. "But we could tell the doctors were surprised. They didn't think she would make it."

Thompson was 6 years old when her mother started studying the Bible with Jehovah's Witnesses in the 1970s.

"Her faith has been 150 percent ever since," she says. "She's never looked back."

Full-blood Cherokee, Parker grew up near Tahlequah speaking that language first, English second.

"She's very quiet and very humble," Thompson says. "She would never expect anybody to make a fuss over her. She'd be very shocked to know how many people care about her."

The waiting room was shoulder to shoulder with members of her congregation. Flowers came from as far away as California and Britain, sent by strangers.

As soon as the ventilator tube came out of her throat Wednesday morning, Parker wanted something to eat.

She asked about Wright, then told her daughter to go to her house and take out the trash.

"I don't want it to stink when I get home," she said.

'Would do anything'

Never mind that she's 35 years younger. Wright bonded with Parker as soon as they met at north Tulsa's Meadowbrook Heights congregation.

They went door to door together, often 30 hours or more a month. And on other days, they went shopping, ate lunch or just sat and talked.

"She's my partner and my sister," Wright says. "I would do anything for her."

As soon as she heard the first scream, she ran up the street, through the gate and across the yard.

"I wasn't thinking," she says. "I was reacting."

She put the dog in a headlock. And for a moment, it let go of Parker.

But Wright couldn't hold on. And the dog clamped down again.

"Give me the bat!" Wright yelled. "Give me the bat!"

After a couple of blows, the dog let go of Parker and turned around.

"I swung again and again," Wright says, "but it just kept coming at me."

She fell backward and pulled her leather jacket up over her face.

The dog bit her ear but couldn't get to her face.

"I looked down and saw him bite into my leg," she says. "And he started dragging me across the yard."

She was yelling.

"Jehovah, save me! Jehovah, save me!"

Then she heard a gunshot.

'The right place'

Another employee heard a commotion outside, and 28-year-old Harrell went to look.

Up the street, he could see people rolling around.

"We couldn't see a dog, and I thought maybe it was a domestic situation," he says. "Then we heard more screams."

Harrell has a concealed carry permit and keeps a Walther P99 in his truck. When he got to the house, he put the gun behind his back and walked up to the gate.

Parker was lying motionless near the porch. Harrell thought she was dead.

The dog was still mauling Wright. And a third woman, who turned out to be the dog's owner, was kneeling in the grass.

"She was covered head to foot in blood," Harrell says. "I thought she had been attacked, too."

He yelled to get the dog's attention. And it looked up, making eye contact.

"Then it just turned back and kept chewing on that woman's leg," he says.

"It was so frustrating because I just couldn't get the dog away from her. At that point, you want to yell every cuss word there is."

Finally, he stepped into the yard and banged on the fence. The dog turned and rushed toward him.

Harrell jumped back behind the gate and the dog crashed into it.

"Is that your dog?" he asked the woman. "Can I shoot it?"

Saturday afternoon, he came to visit Wright and Parker in the hospital.

Parker's daughter wanted to know why he asked permission before taking aim.

Harrell chuckled.

"I don't know," he said. "If she had said no, I would've done it anyway. In that moment, it just seemed like the right thing to do."

The dog turned sideways, and Harrell pointed the gun at its chest.

"I'm so proud of you," Parker told him Saturday, while she was sitting up in bed with bandages wrapped around her face and arms.

"It's no problem," he said, blushing and looking down at his shoes. "I was just in the right place at the right time."

'Not one bit'

Sitting in her own hospital room, Wright was thumbing through a Bible, looking for a certain scripture.

She found it at Psalm 119:133 - "Fix my own steps in your sayings and may no hurtful thing dominate over me."

Both arms were bandaged, and her right leg was propped up with a drainage tube coming out of it.

At first, doctors warned her that she could lose the leg. And she might still need more surgery to repair nerve damage.

For now, she's using a wheelchair. But with months of physical therapy, she hopes to walk again.

A part-time housekeeper, Wright lives with her daughter and helps take care of a 3-year-old grandson.

Leaving intensive care earlier this week, she wheeled past Parker's room and stopped to say hello.

"You're my hero," Parker said, lying in bed.

"No," Wright told her. "You're my hero."

Parker will need more surgery on her hands, and doctors will have to make a prosthetic ear.

The scars will fade but not disappear.

"As soon as I can, I want to go back into field service," going door to door, she says.

The first stop might be the 2000 block of North Lewis Place.

"I never got to leave the invitation," Parker says. "I don't have any hard feelings toward the woman."

The dog's owner will be cited for not having it neutered and for not having a city license, officials said. But she won't face other charges.

"I hope she will come to a meeting with me and study the Bible with us," Parker says. "It's very important."

She hasn't changed at all, her daughter says.

"Not one bit."

Irene Parker fund

To help cover hospital bills, family members have set up the Irene Parker Medical Fund, c/o Bank of Oklahoma, P.O. Box 2300, Tulsa, OK 74172. Checks can also be dropped off at any BOK location.

Plans to set up a medical fund for Beverly Wright are under way.

Tuesday, April 02, 2013

"After all those years you're still looking young in your youthful years"

Hello there my blogger world peeps it's me once again you know last week I was so sick but I'll ain't going to tell you about the details. But listen I wanna to talk/blog about something that has come up something in my mind that I wanna share for a lifetime is called-you know what? "After all these years you're still looking young in your youthful years" Now for me I'm just getting sick & tired of *sike* I'm just jocking I'll ain't going to clamping at all, but I'm just saying though. Like a lot of people telling me that how old I'm? like? *Oh my...* You know while I was at the doctor's yesterday & She was nice an older lady like almost in her late 40s or early 50s & she has box braids she told me how old that I was, & I said I'm 25 I'm going on 26 this month & She was like oh you look like a little girl! Which was really puts a smile on my face! :-) You know what I always get that form a lot of people & even also the young people as well but to me I don't really see the most of the young people that gotta be short all the time like I always see them tall & also just wanna be try normal-that's my way of thinking. But I've some of the friends that are short & also tall most of them are tiny. Like for me I just wish that I can be just real tall like a normal business woman. But thats what I've to do what I gotta do you know what I'm saying? like I've some of the people in my family even my parents are short. But my younger non-verbal brother he's about 6 feet tall & he has to wear a size 13 shoe. That's why I'm enjoy my youth until I'll will be ready in the new system. And just let some of the people just passed you by walking down the street just looking at them at my youthful face & just tell them the same thing "I'am enjoying my youth!"  & I tell that older lady at the doctors office "I guess thats what everybody says!" when I always be saying when I was at the doctors office yesterday.