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One handed climbing at New Orleans Boulder Lounge with Niyah Jean

My Niyah Jean was born with Brachial Plexus (The brachial plexus is a group of nerves around shoulder. A loss of movement or weakness of the arm may occur if these nerves are damaged. This injury is called neonatal brachial plexus palsy) but that hasn’t stopped her from mastering just about any two-handed activity! Since she was born, she overcame any obstacle set before her. She couldn’t crawl on two hands, but she managed a one arm crawl, a butt scoot and decided it was time to start walking at nine months old!

Today she and her BFF Kolby Simms are enjoying a day of Free climbing at the New Orleans Boulder Lounge (NOBL) located in our community of St. Roch.

On Thursday August 15th St. Roch Community Church and the St. Roch Neighborhood Association hosted a community Back to School Jam. The kids were surprised to find two free climb coupons inside the colorful sporty backpacks filled with school supplies.

The following Sunday we walked up the neutral ground to NOBL were I read my book and watched them wear themselves out.

NOBL is a great addition to our neighborhood, the staff are very nice and they make that everyone has a wonderful safe fun experience. The only downside is it can be a bit pricy for families in our community, but I believe they offer First Free Friday’s and special pricing. I was able to snag a Groupon last year I believe for $10 for four of us. But the DAY PASSES are $16 for adults and kids 12 and under $10, plus shoe rental is $4 which is quite expensive. I’ll list the website link below.

Check out their video to learn about what the colors means, why Niyah looks so dusty and witness their climb to the top!

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NEW ORLEANS BOULDER LOUNGE

Home of New Orleans’ climbing community.

Source:New Orleans Boulder Lounge http://climbnobl.com/#

In our efforts to make NOBL a safe and inclusive place for all to climb, we are proud to offer monthly events with FREE ACCESS and intentional spaces for various groups within our community.

Ladies Climbing Nights, presented by Ladies Climbing Coalition!

This event is FREE and open to any female identifying folk and/or anyone who feels more comfortable climbing in an intentional femme-centric space.

Run by women, the Ladies Climbing Coalition is dedicated to strengthening and promoting the presence of women in the sport of climbing, though connections and empowerment. Inspiration and motivation are direct effects of engaging with other women in our sport. The LCC is dedicated to provided opportunities for women to climb together, and connect on various levels. We promote climbers of all levels and in all types of climbing.

LGBT+ Climb Night, presented by OUTclimb!
 NOBL is committed to providing a safe and supportive environment for the New Orleans LGBTQ community to come together, climb, socialize, and play. Queer Climbing Night is a dedicated space for the queer community to climb and exercise in what is often a cis-centric, hetero-dominated environment. As always, this event is FREE, available to anyone who identifies as LGBTQ or feels more comfortable in a dedicated queer and trans-friendly space, and open to allies with a suggested donation of $10-$20.

Climbers of Color Night, presented by Climbers of Color!
 Every month, Climbers of Color hosts a FREE climbing meetup for any and all people of color. Climbers of Color strives to celebrate and foster diversity in the climbing community by enabling minority visibility, mitigating barriers of entry, and empowering all climbers of color. Anti-racist allies are encouraged to attend with a suggested donation of $10-$20.

Click link below for more info.

http://climbnobl.com/#

A native of New Orleans, who left her beloved New Orleans to spend twenty years of living in the land of Minnesota Not So Nice. Minnesota was full of opportunities but would learn that the soul of the state and the people who made it was just as icy cold as the temperatures. After the years and my 40th birthday flew by, I decided it was time to pack up my youngest child and come back to my roots, my birthplace the city that not only birthed me but gave me life. I would not be who I am without my New Orleans beginnings. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a premature baby born with a severe medical disability. And only With the help of my mother, was it possible for me to BE! I was able to endure and survive the obstacles laid before my child and me. In a city that was built by my family, but did not allow for us to reap the benefits I overcame. Charity Hospital was my second home — a building filled with miracle workers who made it possible for my daughter to have life. I have lived a life of rainy days with peeks of sunshine, that are my children, including those not of my womb. I'm the proud mother of three and a grandmother of three. My dream was to live the life of the nursery rhyme of ”The Old Lady Who lived in a shoe,” and for the most part, I did. I cared for several children over the years as a special needs foster parent. I would learn that my love was not enough for some children, but I loved them through their pain. I'm not sure if I ever had a case of true love or came close to what love looks like on television, but I had my share of men and the mirage of love. I survived two abusive marriages. Though I longed to return to New Orleans on a daily bases, I must admit my move was one of the best decisions made for me. I am a college graduate; I was a successful entrepreneur. I coowned a soul food restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I developed the talent of creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul. He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute. But with the challenge of creating a simple wedding cake, I was able to find healing. I created the House of Cakes in honor of him. Minnesota life had me pretty materialistic. I worked to the point I do not remember much, but work and handing my children love money. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, the ultimate provider and being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me of what I was told was a generational curse of lack of everything from money, love to even self-love. But for the most part, that life poisoned my heart and soul. I was blinded by visions fed to me by the media. I was told I wasn't anything unless I was better than the Jones's. I lived being ok with a broken, bleeding heart. Life like this did not exist in my family while living in New Orleans from what I viewed with my eyes and soul. We may not have had all the things I acquired over the years, but we were happy, we were together. Family outside of New Orleans wasn't family anymore. We lived separate lives and had awkward moments when we bumped into each other in public. I hated living in Minnesota even though life their helped me in so many ways. I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home, myself, my New Orleans. I'm here, and I love it. Even being in the so-called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes, New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together, we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up!. I just know in my heart that New Orleans will provide for me. There's a bank account with funds in it owed to me by way of back pay for my ancestors. And I will receive my inheritance, and I will continue the traditions and customs of the old to keep the heartbeat of New Orleans beating. I'm down in the boot, living the life that feels right to me awaiting my destiny...

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