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FREEDOM
In Chapter two art {Brother ENT Heavy}. Original painting sold to a collector. Hence new art {Daughter ENT Heavy}.
My grandfather called to the bar, 16th April, 1913. Middle Temple. The honorable society of Middle Temple is one of four Inns of Court exclusively entitled to call their members to the bar.
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Christmas also means giving of oneself. It was the Christmas season my mother was working very hard on a Nativity play for our local church. She had offered me a part in the play. I refused the part. Why? I had no idea I had become a stubborn and rebellious teenager. In retrospect, I had no good reason to turn down the part. Two days before the opening, her leading actor pulled out of the play. I believe he got cold feet. I was her only recourse and she came to me one more time. I accepted. What is my reward? A kiss from an old lady in the audience. How did my mother feel? Proud. Me? I love Christmas it brings out the best in people. It makes our goodness shine. What a gift Christmas is but for us to accept.
I Remember Christmas.
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The school term is not yet over my part is still available. One week before Christmas, I rehearsed my part. The play opens on Christmas Eve. There was a standing ovation for me before and after the play. By then Deanna wanted to act with me she was in love with me all along and I did not know. Oh! Boy! How I love this Christmas time of the Year.
I remember Christmas.
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Sick and in hospital, how miserable can that be? I then got a gift - a pair of Cowboy guns and a holster. My spirits perked up. I was still sick but in a much better mood. One evening a gentleman came to visit whom I had never seen before, and he took a picture of me, standing on my bed with my guns drawn. He promised to return later with a copy of the photograph. My mood changed miraculously and I began to feel better. The spirit of Christmas was in the air again.
Oh! How I love this festive season of the year. Soon came the day that I was to be discharged, the gentleman had not returned with the picture of me. I was packed and ready and waiting for my parents to pick me up. I sat on my bed feeling very sad and pensive. Maybe I would never see the gentleman who took the picture of me again? Then I would never see how I looked.
However, remember this is Christmas. Just as I removed my hands from my eyes, the gentleman came rushing in, waving my picture above his head. I loved it! I looked great! I was overjoyed. Years later as an adult I learned the identity of the gentleman after examining the back of the photograph.
I remember Christmas
Daddy loved Christmas. During this time of the year, he took control of the kitchen. Prepared the turkey, the Ham the Garlic Pork, boiling the pigs feet and ears to make souse. Boiling down the beef for the pepper pot and using all of the rich spices. Not forgetting the rum punch and Punch creamer. We stood by like nurses passing the different cooking utensils to him the surgeon who performing the different cuts on the turkey, ham and roast pork.
During all this cooking activity, loud calypso music was being played, With a Christmas festive flare. Infusing our minds with the sounds of Christmas, we will never forget. Mummy would peak in every once a while. Concerned about the state of her kitchen, which was now taken over. This was the only time of the year she did not interfere with activities in her kitchen. Mummy got about decorating the living room area of the house. When the food was in the oven, everyone gathered around to help her. She was quite a boss, but we loved her all the same. The Christmas tree had to be lifted in and placed into position. We always had a very big natural Christmas tree. Last year’s carton with all the Christmas decorations was brought down and old lights were tested and all broken bulbs discarded and new ones put in place. Then came Christmas Eve night when we wrapped gifts and placed them under the tree. Oh! How I loved Christmas. Now all tired, we try to stay up as long as our eyes would permit to see when Santa would come with all our gifts. He only came after we drifted into a deep sleep.
I Remember Christmasl
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FESTIVITY
On Christmas Eve, we excitedly took a trip to the shopping district. The roads are packed with shoppers and hawkers. There were vendors on both sides of the street making it difficult to walk on the pavement. Firecrackers going off Bang!Bang! ,whistles and horns blaring in the esthetic Christmas air. They are tons of toys, and lots of food for sale.
Of course, one cannot leave out the masquerade dancers accompanied by flute players and drummers making merry music. Joining them is the scary Mad Bull with his horns and fearsome face. Then there is the Granny Long Lady on stilts with her face painted white. “Man it is fun.” The masquerade dancers and the flouncing musicians singing and chanting “Christmas comes but once a year, so drinks your rum and tumble down, Bato, Bato! Christmas comes but once a year, so flounce if you flouncing Bato, Bato! Christmas comes but once a year so wine and tumble down on the ground Bato, Bato!”
Up the road, there were steel pan players beating out sweet carols at a bouncy calypso beat. In addition, girls and boys, women and men dancing up a storm to the rhythm of Christmas calypso music.
Oh! Boy, I love this Christmas season.
I remember Christmas