Jacquelyn Hester Colleton-Akins

In the beginning, The Heavenly Father created the heaven and the earth. The Heavenly Father spoked light into the solar system, stars, moon, sun, the Milky Way, and he divided the day and the night. On December 12, 1987, My dad called me to pick him up from his rooming house on Davis Street in Jacksonville, Florida. My daddy requested to be picked up at 10:00 am, and said, "Jacquelyn bring your recorder and batteries". I informed my dad to keep in mind that first, I am attending Florida Agricultural and Mechanical University in Tallahassee, Florida. Second, I need to inform my professors of my absence on December 13 to December 15, 1987. I love my children so much, I wanted to inform them and my husband, Elbert, of my upbringing and how I learned discipline. Although my children Shiela, Shannon, and Abraham are from my previous marriage, their wellbeing and safety were very important to Elbert and I. My daddy was sick, I took a trip to Jacksonville to take care of him. During this time, I was enrolled in my internship classes. I was also traveling to the hospital for nursing, physical education classes, and physical therapy classes for me to teach upon graduation.

The most beautiful tree in the park is Mr. Maple tree. The leaves on Mr. Maple tree had uncomplicated names. One of the finest and toughest leaf was named Liz. had one of her toughest challenges yet to come.

The storytelling begins with the first child of Peter and Ruby Hester's family. Friday night enjoyment time is conducted by my daddy through sharing moments with the children named Sue Ann, Henry, and Jacquelyn (me). Every Friday, the television will be turned off at 2:00 p.m., and the family will prepare to eat dinner and then enjoy a sensational, thrilling, and fantastic story from our daddy. His stories will inspire you, keep you thinking, and take you on an adventure to explore the wonders of life. One Friday, the stories opened us to the realities of our lives to come. My daddy lists his stories in four categories: (1) childhood stories, (2) dead-people stories, (3) family life stories, and (4) prediction stories. In the year 1955, my daddy told Henry, Sue Ann, and me a prediction story that would last us our lifetime. The reality of life was opened up to us at a young age. I learned that my daddy had the gift of predicting some events of his children and other people.

The most beautiful tree in the park is Mr. Maple. The leaves on Mr. Maple's tree had uncomplicated names. One of the finest and toughest leaf was named Liz. Liz had one of her toughest challenges yet to conquer.