Once Upon An Easter Chapter 3: Milky

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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Chapter 2 Ramdas

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 Kiskadee 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.

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Once Upon An Easter.

Welcome to an abridged version of my yearly classic {Once Upon An Easter}.  You still have the opportunity to buy the complete book version in eBook on lulu.com.  

Once Upon an Easter

Chapter 1: Easter Vacation

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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MARRIOTT {PART 2}

The Marriott Hotel Georgetown greets visitors with a lobby so divine.   Blossoming from its ceiling is a huge sacred Lotus sculpture.   The Sacred Lotus {Nelumbium} grows in the trenches and canals of Guyana.  Guyana also has largest Water Lillie in the world, Victoria Regia {Victoria Amazonica}.  Attached to this blog please view my art, feel free to send me an inquire mail on any art shown on my blogs. Attached also are links to my web site Marabunta, and my children book on Lulu.com, Once upon an Easter.

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MARRIOTT HOTEL GEORGETOWN GUYANA ( PART 1)

Over the next few weeks I am going to feature a few pictures and views on the Marriott Hotel in Georgetown Guyana. The Marriott Hotel Georgetown Guyana is built by the estuary of the Demerara River and the Atlantic Ocean.

One of the features of the hotel I loved best was the spectacular views from the glass windows in the rooms. As the blinds from the rooms were moved what burst forward is this picturesque moving   breath taking view of the wharfs by the Demerara River, the Georgetown Lighthouse and old Georgetown with its wooden architecture.

Attached also to this blog my pain

ing of {Demerara Window} you may contact me if you would like to purchase this art.

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