CHAPTER 3 REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

CHAPTER 3

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

          In the sixties in Guyana was going through a period of political unrest.  There was protest, rioting looting and thousands of workers were on strike. There were food shortages and many houses and business were burnt to the ground.  These were frightening times for children. My aunt Yvonne whom we lived with then was also on strike.  My brother and I had gone to live with her while; our parents were away in Ghana West Africa.

          Therefore I will always remember the sad rainy day when the miracle of Christmas came rippling into our world.  Our aunt Yvonne came bursting into our bedroom dancing and flouncing.  Flouncing is a traditional dance step in Guyana, preformed mainly during the Christmas season.

          Suddenly while flouncing away with the majesty of Christmas Aunt Yvonne raised the hem of skirt and out flew a toy.  Then with one, more whirl and toss of the hem of her skirt out flew another toy.  To my brother and I these were the best of gifts of the season, nothing else mattered.  Our hearts were so content it would not have mattered if we received no new gifts.  We were completely satisfied.  Her dance of an angle flowing with joy and Peace lifted our hearts with promise and happiness.

          I remember Christmas.

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CHAPTER 2 REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

CHAPTER 2

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

During the Christmas season, one of the traditions in Ghana was to build a trash house. This trash house was built out of the leaves from a palm tree.  You then spend Christmas Eve and Christmas morning in it rejoicing the day Christ was born.  This custom symbolized the humble way that Christ came into the world born in a stable.  Although I must confess that, I was never able to spend the whole night in the palm house.  I missed my bed and the nights were cold.

          It was Christmas Eve and my elder brother, Clarence and I decided to climb a tall tree to cut down a few posts to build our little Christmas house.  While my tall and on the way to becoming fat brother climbed the tree I stood at the bottom of the tree to point out which of the best limbs to cut.  Suddenly I heard a loud “crack.” Then before my horrified eyes, Clarence came crashing down from the tree landing on a pointed tree stump with a loud “thump”.  That then punctured his right thigh.

    Bravely he held on to his thigh and told me not to cry. Quickly he ripped his shirt off and told me to tie a tourniquet above the wound. How that taught came to him, I would never know.  I scampered home screaming for help.  What a courageous big brother Clarence was. Lucky for us my parents were home, they rushed him to the Hospital.  “Oh! For the love of parents what would kids do?”

I remember Christmas.

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PROTEST MARCH 2014

PROTEST 2014

Here I am at Washington Square Park New York City. Doing my part to address the burning happening of police violence in the USA.  This excessive force of Police on civilians has to be address.  And peaceful protest is the best way it is done in a democratic society. To stand by and complain and do nothing will not solve the problem.  That being said USA has gone a long way as a civilized society myself working at one of the most prestigious firms in the world and at attending events and going places  that formally I would have been excluded from.  Having five stars medical for family and, kids attending USA Ivy league collages. I have always strived to enter any relationship without prejudice and most times that same measure has been returned to me with satisfaction.

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REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
Due to popular demand and with Christmas around the corner I bring you chapter one of Remembrance of Christmas. While you read Remembrance please take time to click on link to Once upon an Easter on Lulu.com, my website Marabunta and bid on my art on EBay  Rowan'{Gender} shown below .

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I remember Christmas, when as a little boy I sat under the Christmas tree and gazed at all the toys that Santa had brought for my brother and I.  Me saying aloud “Santa must be a very good man”.

Those words brought tears of joy to my Grandfather.  At that age I had no Idea that he was one of Santa’s great helpers, who brought all those wonderful gifts that, adorned the bottom of our Christmas tree. 

The essence of Christmas, giving gifts of love.

I remember Christmas.

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