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ENSNewsii Pays Tribute To Marian Shields Robinson; Mother To Former First Lady Michelle, Mother-in-Law To Former S. President Barack Obama

NATION: In the years 2008 to 2016, the years of the Obama administration, there had been little made public about the person who worked in the arears of the white House, behind the scenes that broadcast the news of those governing inside the staterooms and courtyards of the White House--that behind the scenes person was Marian S. Robinson, the mother to the former First Lady, Michelle Obama. The one woman who poured out her heart and fashioned her adoration for both her daughter, son-in-law and granddaughters, Malia and Sasha into the ties that bound together the entire group, not to mention the entire core of the White House administration, 'Mrs Marian' was someone to recognize and, for all practical purposes, might have been a First Lady in her own right. By Michelle Crawford-Sapenter We "...had a way of summing up the truths about life in a word or two, maybe a quick phrase that made everyone around her stop and think...in our sadness, we are lifted up by the extraordinary gift of her life. And we will spend the rest of ours trying to live up to her example."--Comments By Michelle & Barack Obama In the years of that which had been known to the United States society as the era of Great Depression. It , as it has been said, "...was the best of times. It was the worst of times." The best was the fact that Marian shields was born to a family of a father, Purnell Nathaniel Shields, who was a painter and carpenter and a mother, Rebecca Jumper, who was a nurse practitioner. Being born during the 10year period through which the United States felt the blowback of a Civil War Era was significantly complimented by the fact that her parents were able to avail themselves to the life, careers and choices of their interests. It was this, the freedom, then, realized in a way of living in a free society. As she grew up in the late 1930, there could be no doubt that little Marian's parents informed her of the pre-Civil War lifestyles they led, the substance of such that added to the character fiber that shaped a little girl into the woman who became the mother of one of the greatest American women of all time. Emerging from a rather sound, safe and as near middle class upbringing as possible as the Robinson family made its way through the moments of the Great Depression, Marian and 2 brothers learned their way around the ravages of the social smatterings of racism and, like most black families of that time, their's was a family, smart enough to make it through. As a descendent of black families that experienced and participated in the Great Migration, Marian Shields left behind the memory of the foregone era and moved forward. Arriving upon the new horizon, what a new horizon in her life it was as she met and married the love of her life, Fraser Robinson. The bride and groom married near the winter of 1960 and later, brought into being the joys of Marian's life; her children. Working as a law clerk in Chicago, Marian, also, spent a bit of her innate ability working as a secretary at the University of Chicago and as a clerk at a local bank. Residing in the same location, a bungalow on the south side of the city for 60 years, Marian only moved away from her south side flat at the time that she moved into the White House. In 2008, the White House never looked more fascinating and beautiful. To Marian, it was a virtual dream come true. By now, it seemed as though the commitment to raising her children in the manner that would be of great benefit to them, in the long haul, paid off for Marian. It was, now, time to exhale, throw her shoulders black and hold her head high. And she did for nearly 8 years of her stay at the /white House. It was no small feat, raising two children, and then, realizing that you've raised more than your child, you've raise someone to which the whole world would look with adoration, admiration and honor. It is then that the best soldiers in the war can go home, all their baggage intact, undaunted by the many storms, having hurdled the clamor and clang of clutter strewn in the path; going home was something of sorrow for those who would not, could not make her climb, but , for her, it was an added crown of victory and a march into glory.

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