Folk Incognito: {Once Upon an Easter} episode four Repeat.

Welcome back dear followers I am pleased to share episode four part one of{ Once upon an Easter}. Thanks for your kind readership.  Feel free to enquire about all art shown on my Blog I am prepared to ship worldwide.

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Folk Incognito: {Once Upon an Easter} episode four Repeat.

{Once Upon an Easter} episode four Repeat.

Episode four will be provided in two parts. Here is part one. Continuing my underground musician theme I add one more painting and an early portrait of what love is.

 

 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.

Once Upon an Easter.

{Once Upon an Easter} repeat part three.

I would like to thank all my followers for their dedicated comments on my blog and also all that responded to the last episode which did not open on some computers.   Also on today’s blog is link to the {lupus Foundation of America} an organization which my daughter Deanna is connected with.  Deanna is a lovely and brave woman who is fighting Lupus and I am proud of her and love her. Please feel free to enquire about art shown on any of my blog attached to this blog is a panting which is part of a series of art I have done on underground musicians. Please also sign up to be a follower.

With the coming of Easter also comes Easter showers and Campbellville always floods.  Mr. Kerry 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 wait till dusk? Still not good proposition dusk is chilly and cold mosquitoes and Sand flies bite your tail. 

 

Once upon an Easter.

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ONCE UPON AN EASTER PART 2

Without further preamble I bring you episode two of {Once upon an Easter part 2}.

 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} REPEAT

As nostalgia for the past infuses my mind, sharing those times past with people I love worldwide becomes eminent. The narrative of past events of joys and sadness are shared. As we approach this eventful Easter, I bring you for the second season “Once Upon an Easter”.

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

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