ONCE UPON AN EASTER

Hi fellow bloggers and my loyal readers worldwide. Here is wishing you and all your love ones a solemn Easter Sunday.   Here is another episode of once “Upon an Easter” hopes you enjoy same and again all art on my blog are for sale.

ONCE UPON AN EASTER

The time was the early sixties there was political unrest in Guyana schools were on vacation and my aunt was out on strike so was my uncle. There was rioting in the capital Georgetown, and political factions marooning the streets. It was getting close to Easter my brother Clarence and I were facing the daunting prospects of going without a kite. In Guyana it is traditional to fly kits on Easter Monday symbolizing the resurrection of Christ from the grave. We were moping around the house feeling sorry for ourselves and being lazy.


Because Guyana experiences bursts of heavy rain at any time and extreme heat and sunshine the grass grow at an aggressive pace. It therefore happens on one of these hot spells that a Gardner came by and offered to cut the grass on our aunt’s lawn for a small fee. My aunt Yvonne quickly agreed. We as boys stood and watched in amazement as he used his scythe to swipe through the tall grass. Because of the extreme heat and humidity he had to take a break which he did. We sat around him in my aunt back yard and chatted with him and watched in amazement as he sharpened his scythe.


We explained to him our dilemma. He convinced us that our fears were unfounded and we could build our own wood kite. Up to that time my brother and I could only build pointer broom kits. Which were not very efficient kits. They were prone to breaking easily and had bad flying records. The Gardner then proceeded to lead us through the steps of making our own wood kite with old pieces of board hanging around our yard. With the assistance of my aunt Yvonne who provide us with some of her Grease Proof paper and some color Barbados Paper we built two singing engine kits with big bulls so that they could hum in the air. The kits being completed mine was put to the test flight. It flew so high it homed so loud it could be heard for miles my heart could not stop pounding with happiness. Then as if out of nowhere a strong gosh of wind blew and pop went the twine (Crochet #0) and away flew my kite. There was no time to waste straight away we plunged in to action running in the direction of the falling kite. As fast as the kite fell it disappeared more speedily. We now had to go from yard to yard over fences fearing dogs and angry shouts. Finally we got to the yard of an old lady and decided to ask her if she had seen a kite fall. “Yes” she said, and then asks us to describe the kite. I slept well that night with my kite by my bedside.


Once upon an Easter

ONCE UPON AN EASTER

It’s April and it’s raining .Welcome to another episode of “Once upon an Easter”. Thanks for your participation into another journey of nostalgia. I hope you enjoy this script and art. All art featured on my blog are for sale be sure to drop me a line if you have any interest.


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ONCE UPON AN EASTER


With the coming of Easter also comes Easter showers and Campbellville always floods. Mr. Decambra our neighbor had a speed boat which he would float down to the wide trench at the back of our homes called Milky. And there gather all the boys of the street and we would go speeding up and down the trench. This was the water way where all the boys in the neighborhood learned how to swim.


Peter one of the older boys would lead us out to the middle of “Milky” floating on a log then take the log away and leave you in the middle. This called for desperate action frantic scramble to the shore line suddenly we were swimming. Going to swimming in Milky was not however approved by my aunt. Therefore after concocting lies as to our reason for leaving the house we would end up at “Milky” swimming naked as we were born. Best way to swim one felt a sense of freedom. After swimming for hours we return to banks looking for our cloths which we hid under some shrub. Only to discover to our horror that they were gone. My older cousin while we were having fun had crept up and grabbed our cloths. This presented a big dilemma how do we get home without cloths? Hands between our legs and over our bottoms. Picture that? Total humiliation as we walked down the street the girls of the neighborhood to see us and laugh at us; then licks like peas when we got home. And if you don’t holler loud you get more licks not an easy proposition never the less, we have to journey home. May be we waiting till dusk? Still not good proposition dusk is chilly and cold mosquitoes and Sand flies bite your tail.

Once upon an Easter

ONCE UPON AN EASTER

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Love to all Folk Incognito Blog master

ONCE UPON AN EASTER
Its five am in the morning and Ramdas came calling. {You really had to know the guy. He woke me up by throwing tiny bean seeds at my bedroom window}. I spring up before he wakes up the whole house. It is also bird-catching season. The morning air is filled with different sounds of birds singing and chirping. And just before sun raises you here the cooks crowing around the neighborhood it is a festive time for all birds. Ramdas and I plunge ourselves into the surrounding fields with high grass. Ramdas already had a bird in his cage, attached to that cage is a mini cage with a trap door. He also has some poles stuck with chewing gum remains. We wait as Ramada’s bird in the cage chirps away this attracts other bird’s kisskidy or a yellow breast. We were hoping to trap one or two in the little cage or on the poles.


Most families are not up that early. However because Ramada’s Father Works on the Sugar estate he had to be up early. We head to Ramdas bottom house his mother has brisk fireside going the air is filled with the aroma of hot cocoa and coffee brewing, and rotie being clapped by Ramada’s sister. On the next side of the fireside, his mother roasted some bologna chocker. Two plates were prepared we sit in hammock and ate with our hands as the cool morning breeze blows.

Once upon an Easter.

ONCE UPON AN EASTER

For the month of April I will share episodes of my kids book Once Upon an Easter for which I have done a few simple illustrations. I love you dear followers your comments and Easter experiences are also welcome. Thanks for your time.
This is your blog master Folk Incognito love to all.
ONCE UPON AN EASTER

School is on early Easter vacation.
The Campbellville Heroes as we fondly call ourselves were racing home on our bikes. My bike “Yellow Bird” was an old model ladies bike fondly called a “Preggie”. With a make, shift wooden bar. On this wooden bar I towed my good friend Choe Chan. Riding home, we made a screeching halt by the shave iceman for a snow cone with colorful sweet syrup. This will cool us down from the hot sticky sun. We hoped to meet Ramdas and Suzie at the D. Y. C. playground. Finally we got to the playground but the Subrianville Iguana’s had got there before us and had all intentions of hawking the field. With nothing else to do but wait, we settled under the huge Ginip tree with its large branches and cool tropical breeze blowing. Ramdas however saved the day “would you believe it he had a flour bag full of mangoes”. We ate as much as we could. Now it was barging time. We dealt the rest to the Iguana’s to get them off the cricket pitch. By the time we got home from cricket, Choe Chan’s mother had prepared for us some Chinese cake with some cold Sorrel drink. We ate then left and went to the back of my home to start making our own cricket bats. Sometimes, we made then out of old coconut branches that had fallen from the trees and at other times out old pieces of wood we found around our yard.
The start of Easter holidays.
Once upon an Easter