chapter 12: Finality

 

CHAPTER 12: FINALITY

 

Then with a running starts we raised Baby Gal, straight up with she, {pulling loop} Kite Man, made on she {Baby Gal}. Now it was only two kite left in the air we battle a bad man kit name {Pit Street Bull}. Twice we tail with razor blades cross over he rope but he still was flying and dipping and crossing and coming for we kite. Pit Street Bull tail cross we rope three times. It looked like he was winning the battle. ‘So we pretend we hurt and start to fall flapping in the wind like a bird whose wing is broken’. Pitt Street, sees that and he coming in for the kill.  The Kite Man Say (Pull! Pull! Pull! I pulling and I balling the rope furiously, the rope burning me hands I already have blisters we kite rise and just as Pit was coming for the kill we tail cut he rope. We win the battle.

 At the same moment a big thunder and lightning flashed through the sky, Kit Man shouting Lego! Lego!  Lego the rope! Away flew {Baby Gal}, into the thunder and lightning razor blades sparking, Baby Gal on fire.

Once upon an Easter

Today is resurrection Sunday back home Easter Sunday. A day to go to church with your fancy cloths. A day to have lunch with family and friends.   I want to jump ahead to Easter Monday a holiday and kite flying day in the British Commonwealth.  Chapter 11 in {Once upon an Easter Finality}.

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CHAPTER 6: THE BRITISH SOLDIERS

 

 With our spirits uplifted Clarence my aunt Yvonne and I began preparing for the big Easter Monday kite flying day.  Only to receive a letter from my mother Aunt Gertis stating that she wanted us to spend Easter with her in New Amsterdam. The next couple days was now spent preparing for the long journey to New Amsterdam.

We boarded the train in Georgetown, Lamaha Street in Cummingsburg to begin the trip New Amsterdam. 

To our amazement and joy as boys we were in the same compartment with two British soldiers.

Guyana the then “British Guiana” was a sovereign colony of England.  The British army sent soldiers to help squash the unrest and riots and return to country to a state of peace.                            

Between strained snips of conversation we got to know the English soldiers. They proved to be a savior to us after the train made one of its major stops at Mahaica. At this stop we are allowed to leave the train to stretch our feet and buy food and stuff.

What we did not know was Mahaica was also World Head Quarters for Sand Flies and Mosquitoes. The moment the train pulled out of the Mahaica station colonies of Sand Flies and Mosquitoes descended on us with most vicious attack of insect on man ever. Sand Flies will attack you in swarms on every exposed part of your body. They will find their way through your hair down to your skull and the bite every exposed part that no hair grows from and leave your head full of bumps, they are bad. The mosquitoes there will bite and drink every drop of blood you own by the time you reach to Rosignol, you will have no blood and pale. So there we were facing eminent death when the two English soldiers produced the most complete defense in the form of a bottle of Citronella oil. They offered to share some with us.  We graciously accepted their offer. We rubbed that oil on our body from head to toe. We literally took off our Yachting Boots and rubbed the oil between our toes and of course on our head, under our shirt and pants. “It just takes one sand fly to get under your shirt and pants to have you scratching and itching.  My brother and I will always be grateful to those two English soldiers.

Once upon an Easter.

With the creation of this whimsical flower arrangement. I reminisce my aunt Yvonne, once a year the horticultural society of Guyana holds an exhibition and show.  I will always remember the frantic preparation as my aunt got her flowers arranged for display.

Love Rowan