100 & More Things About Me

My name is Shannon Marion. I was born on 10/21/1982. I am a church baby. I am proud to be a church baby. My mother's name is Lois "Pink" Marion. My father's name is Eld. Eric Marion. I was born in Dorinda, Maddocha. I have lived most of my life in Dorinda, Maddocha. I play the keyboard, organ, and piano... I have a Pentecostal background. I attended Harmon Street COGIC almost all my life. I graduated from Cynthia Pitts High School in 1999. Kourtnee Adams, president of Shimmers Inc., gave me a scholarship to go to the school because her daughter and I were close friends. I attended Maddocha Beach University for a year with my girl LaDawnya Adams. I am 5 feet 6 inches. My mentor is DM Adkins. I was born with brown eyes. Sometimes, I have blue eyes. Sometimes, I have green eyes. My favorite food is my mother's macaroni and cheese. I tried to make my mother's macaroni and cheese, but it didn't taste the same. I love any dish made out of cheese. The cheesy the dish, the more I like it. The best dish I make is Mother Johnson's chicken tetrazzini. Mother Johnson taught me how to make chicken tetrazzini. I added my own touches to Mother Johnson's chicken tetrazzini. My favorite recording artists are Ruth Fortson & COP and DM Adkins & the DM Chorale. My favorite basketball player is Jonathon Hall. I think Jonathon Hall is too fine with his bald-headed self. I went on a double date with him, LaDawnya Adams, and Dameun Grant. My father was the assistant pastor of Harmon Street COGIC. My favorite number is 7. My favorite number 7 is the number of completion. My favorite Bible character is Ruth. I think Noah was a great man of God. I played the organ for the Tower of Refuge youth choir. I played the organ for the Harmon Street COGIC youth choir. I played the keyboard for the Cynthia Pitts High School Gospel Choir. I played the keyboard for the Cynthia Pitts High School Ensemble. I played the keyboard for the Cynthia Pitts High School Jazz Band. I can't stand people who where raggedy things. Anytime I get a hole in my clothing, I get rid of that article of clothing. My father claps his hands five times and stomps twice before he begins is whoop when he is preaching. I think my father is the greatest preacher in the world. I have been told that I am crazy for thinking that my father is the greatest preacher in the world. My musical teacher and torturer, Sis. Amelia Crawford taught me everything I know about playing for a choir. Sis. Crawford got on my last nerve when I was under her tutelage. I like to play the praise dance music. I played for Mardell Coleston Ministries until I went to Maddocha Beach University. Mother Hattie Briggs told me that I was anointed to play the "shouting music." Mother Briggs asked me to play for revival services that her son-in-law conducted. I own 20 shares of stock in Shimmers, Inc. Kourtnee Adams gave me ten shares of the stock for Christmas one year. Mr. Themophilis Adams gave me the other ten shares that I own for my birthday. I can't cash the stock in until I turn 30 years old. I went on a shopping spree with LaDawnya that Mr. Adams paid for. I wish I could go on another shipping spree. I hate for people to lie to me. I hate to lie. I collect yellow highlighters. My favorite color is yellow. I have over 100 yellow highlighters. I own three keyboards. My favorite holiday is Christmas because I like playing Christmas music. My mother gave me a gold necklace with a musical note on it when I was 9 years old. I still where that necklace to this day. I lost my necklace once. My necklace had fallen behind the toilet. I had to get the clasp fixed on my necklace after it fell behind the toilet. I dislike it when more than two people lead a song. I can't stand it when a whole praise team decide to lead the praise song. I stole a highlighter from the store. My mother made me take it back to the store. She whip me for stealing in front of the manager of the store. The manager of the store's daughter went to the same school that I did. The next day, the whole school knew that my mother had whipped me for stealing. I got another whipping for beating that girl up. I use to get fussed at all the time by Mother Johnson for being disrespectful to Sis. Crawford. Sis. Crawford use to go tell Mother Johnson on me all the time. I got into a fight with Betty Chevette at church during youth choir rehearsal. Sis. Crawford put Betty and I out of the choir for a month. I don't like cherries. I don't like any food dish with cherries in it. I told the Lord that I would use my gift for Him. Two R&B groups tried to get me to play for them. My grandmother's favorite praise song is "I Made A Vow To The Lord." My grandmother likes to hear me play that song. Mardell Coleston broke up with me when I told him I was attending Maddocha Beach University. He was mad because I wouldn't be able to be his primary musician anymore. My mother has always told me that I should sing more often. I don't think I sing that well. I think using computers that are obsolete should be illegal. I want to name my son King Solomon. I will be married before I have any children. Sometimes, I hate being a woman. I like playing fast songs. The faster the song, the more I like playing the song. I will not drink pink lemonade. I think lemonade should be yellow and yellow only. I think singers who do fifty-two runs in a song is trying to show out. I believe that you should pray everyday. I brush my teeth three times a day. I brush my teeth after every major meal. The last two sentences I wrote were redundant. This is a lot of stuff to learn about me. The most I have weighed is 165 pounds. I weigh 155 now. My mother says I have some thick hips. I think the mixing of fruit flavors for juice goes against nature. (SMILE) I think mixing flavors of kool-aid is wrong. I will probably add more to this list as time goes on. My girl, deartra, has too much free time on her hands, sometimes. I am a perfectionist when it comes to my music. I don't take criticism about my music well. Right now, at this moment, I need to go get my nails done. I drink 24 ounces of water everyday. Mother Briggs told me I should drink 24 ounces of water everyday. She gave me an eight-ounce glass and told me to drink three glasses of water a day. Mother Briggs told me to eat and apple and an orange everyday. I eat an apple and orange everyday. Forgetting those things, which are behind me, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling, which is in Christ Jesus. (Scripture) This world is fading away, along with everything it craves. But if I do the will of God, I will live forever. (Scripture) I told the Lord I would serve Him.

Getting To Know You

Name Shannon Marion Date of Birth 10/12/1982 Favorite black TV show of all time. A Different World Worst date ever. One I went on with Mardell Coleston Describe the ugliest dress/outfit you have ever worn. Never have worn one Title of the movie of your life. Evolution of a Church Girl What actor/actress would portray your character? Regina King One thing you would change about the church world. The holier than thou attitude when they know they didn't come out of their mother's womb speaking in tongues. "All have sinned and come short of the glory of the Lord." Best experience you have had feeling the anointing of God. At Mother Johnson's funeral One question you would ask God. Why are people who just want to fornicate allowed to have children when there are people who truly want children and can't have them? Saddest day of your life. Mother Johnson Funeral Happiest day of your life. Christmas I received my first keyboard Make up the name of a fake country you would own. Shannonville Favorite recreational past time. Playing my keyboard What is one thing most people don't know about you? If I told you, then folk would know What kind of exotic animal would you like to have? Toucan Last, book you read. 50 Ways by Helena Caldwell Best book you have read. The Bible (of course) Worst movie ever made. Howard the Duck Worst movie ever made that you really liked. Like I'm gonna tell you that so you can laugh at me TV show you like, but people think you are crazy for liking it. Same as previous Song that always makes you cry. Telephone in my Bosom by Ruth Fortson & COP Favorite city/state you like to visit.Absanie, Maddocha -  It's the place to be if you like Gospel Music One thing you would change about your life that would change your life greatly. I wouldn't have talked back so much to Sis. Amelia Crawford. (Don't tell her I said that.) Give me your best example of faith. Noah building the ark when it had never rained on earth before You have just recorded a "CD" give me the title of the CD and the track listing. All the songs must end up telling the story of your life. Evolution of A Church Girl 1.  The Church Girl 2.  Her Music 3.  The Ups & Downs 4.  Praise Break 5.  That Boy 6.  Mama & Daddy 7.  Thank You, Lord 8.  Mother Johnson's Influence 9.  Sis. Crawford Urghh 10.  Thank You, Sis. Crawford 11.  Praise Break 2 12.  To God Be the Glory What's one mode of transportation you have never taken and would like to take? A cruise ship What's your biggest indulgence? Stuff for my keyboard What's the worst meal you ever cooked? None. I am a great cook. Name a non-family member that you admire most. Mother Ima Jean Johnson (deceased) Who was your first crush on? Mardell Coleston

The Hook-up With The Man

My father talked to Deacon Gregory Matthews, a saved, sanctified, and reformed player, about Mardell. My father asked him to talk to Mardell about how to treat women. INTERRUPTION... It had been rumored that Deacon Matthews was a player who treated women's so well that they didn't care that he dated each one of them and several other women, all at the same time. The story goes that when Deacon Matthews was saved and filled with the Holy Ghost, he called up all 20 women that he was dating, apologized, and told them that he couldn't see them anymore. He got a black eye, his tires were slashed four times, the windows on his car were broken several times, and one of the women's brother shot at the deacon. Deacon Matthews has of the incidences, "I deserved or rather reaped everything that happened to me behind those women. I can't get mad, because you reap what you sow." Deacon Matthews is married now with three sons. He has a ministry called "Treat 'Em Right Ministries." He teaches young men how to treat women and how to be upstanding Christian young men. When my father asked Deacon Matthews to talk to Mardell, the ministry (Treat 'Em Right) was conceived. BACK TO THE STORY... Deacon Matthews began mentoring Mardell. After spending time with Deacon Matthews Mardell became a better guy.  Every girl that Mardell dated after me, owes me for helping him to be the man that he is.  I am tripping, ya'll.

My Daddy & His Babygirl

When my father got home on Sunday afternoon, I went and sat down next to him on the couch. He was eating dinner. I laid my head on his shoulder. He said, "What's wrong with my Babygirl?" I said, "Nothing." My mother had always taught me not to bother my father with problems during a meal. I just laid on his shoulder while he ate. He finished eating. I held out my hands so I could take his dishes to the kitchen. He gave them to me. I got up and went into the kitchen and put the dishes in the sink. When I walked back into the den, my mother was sitting next to my father laying on him. They both turned around when they heard me walk into the room. My father saw the look I was giving him. He smiled and said, "Honey, you took Shannieboos spot." My mother said, "Well, I am here now. She is gonna have to get on the other side." I mentally rolled my eyes as I went and sat down on the other side of my father. We sat that way for a few minute. My mother stood up and walked out of the den. My father looked down at me and asked, "What's wrong with my Babygirl?" I didn't say anything. I snuggled in closer to him. He rubbed the side of my arm. I finally said, "Mardell Coleston came over here today." My father raised his back up from the couch as he asked, "What was he doing over here?" I relayed what had happened at church. He dad nodded at everything I said. After I finished my father asked, "What did you all do when he got over here?" I told him the story of what happened when Mardell was at the house. My father abruptly stood up, making me move from my comfortable position. He yelled my mother's nickname, Pink. He half yelled, "Pink, why did you let that little nappy headed rusty tailed boy treat my baby girl like that?" My mother responded, "You need to lower your voice. I talked to the boy before he left. He only knows how to treat girls the way that he has been taught. There is no need to act a fool about it. You need to calm down." My mother walked out of the den after she said that. My father looked in the direction that my mother had walked off into. My father looked at me. He walked out of the den shaking his head. I went to my room knowing that my father was going to say something to Mardell the next time they saw each other. My father did, but it wasn't what I expected.

The Aftermath of That Sunday

After Mardell left my house that Sunday, my mother came into my room to talk to me. I was lying on my bed crying. She sat down beside me and said, "Come here baby. It's gonna be okay. You just like the boy and he hurt your feelings." I raised my head off of her lap and yelled, "I do not like that ugly boy!" My mother rubbed my head and responded, "Lower your voice. You must have forgotten who you are talking to." I laid my head down as I responded with a Yes Mame. My mother talked some more about girls and boys, but I heard nothing she said. I was thinking, "I am gonna tell my daddy and he will get that big head boy."

She Likes Mardell

The Sunday after Christmas, I was sitting in my Sunday School class waiting for it to start. Mardell walked into the room and sat down beside me. He looked at me and I started smiling from ear to ear. He said, "I guess you got your keyboard for Christmas." I hugged him tightly and said, "Yes, thanks for praying." (I can't recall ever seeing Mardell smile since I have known him.) He responded, "To God be the glory." Mardell was like that. He was just deep. He was the deepest 10 years old I knew. I think it was because his grandparents who were 60 plus years older than him raised him. Mardell acted just like an old man. He even walked like an old man. He even spoke in old folks language. Some of the stuff he said could not possibly come from a ten year, even a mature ten year old. I sat there telling him about my keyboard. He sat there with his eyes closed, looking deep. After a few minutes, I stopped talking. He opened his eyes and said, "Why did you stop talking?" I frowned at him before I irately said, "You are supposed to look at me when I am talking to you!" He opened his eyes and said, "Women always want what they want." (What ten year-old would say something like that?) I rolled my eyes at him and then walked out of my Sunday School room. I came back in when my teacher came in. With us were several other kids. Mardell was in the room on his knees praying. The teacher called the class to order. She conducted the class as usual. All through out the class, Mardell kept looking at me. Every time he did, I rolled my eyes at him. (Which that caused a rumor to be spread that I liked him. I'll never really admit it, but I did think Mardell was kind of cute back then.) After Sunday School, Mardell tried to talk to me, but I walked off from him in a huff. Mardell thought he was smart and went and told my mother how I was acting. He thought that was going to get me into trouble. It got him into more trouble. My mother politely told him, "Boy, I know you think you are all deep and stuff, but you are still a child. If you want a 'woman' to treat you with respect, you must treat her with respect. And the next time a girl is talking to you, open up your eyes and pay attention to what she is saying!" Mardell tried to talk to me after church, but I was too upset to talk to him. I was really mad at him. Later on that Sunday, there was a knock on the front door. My mother answered the door and screamed my name. She didn't have to scream. I was in the living room playing the keyboard. I went to the front door. It was Mardell. I almost told my mother to close the door, but she gave me that don't be rude look. My mother invited Mardell in and escorted us both to the living room. My mother, Mardell, and I sat down in the living room. I stared at Mardell. Mardell stared at me. My mother looked at both of us smiling. She could tell that we liked each other. We were both stubborn. Mardell finally broke the ice. He said, "See, you are gonna miss your blessing." I looked at Mardell, then got up from the couch and walked out of the living room, leaving Mardell in the living room with my mother. Whatever the rumor was, at that moment, I couldn't stand Mardell Coleston.