Remembrance of Christmas

To all my friends in bloggers field I return to my kids book Remembrance of Christmas. Here is another episode. Also attached some new art. Please feel free to shoot me an E mail to make enquiries of my art; all are for sale except art from Remembrance of Christmas

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

The school term is not yet over my part is still available. One week before Christmas, I rehearsed my part. The play opens on Christmas Eve. There was a standing ovation for me before and after the play. By then Deanna wanted to act with me she was in love with me all along and I did not know. Oh! Boy! How I love this Christmas time of the Year.
I remember Christmas.

Manhattan 28th & 6th avenue.

Thursday I ventured on one of my holiday traditions going down to Manhattan Whole Sale Flower District. Here you can buy enough Orchids to have an orchidaceous decoration in every room of your home. From Queens New York you take the F Train going down town to lower Manhattan 23rd street on the 6th avenue line. Walk four blocks to 28th street. And suddenly you are engulfed by splendid armor and Flora of multiple verities. Here are a few picture of the morning.
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54 Degrees and Snowing?

Yesterday Tiffany &Co unveiled its holiday windows and interior decoration. With snow falling in 54 degrees weather along with the Saint Thomas Boys Choir singing carols. Candy Cane, Gingerbread, and Hot Chocolate were served on a Tiffany blue carpet. An exciting evening in New York City.
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Alien Underground

A strange encounter under the earth in London.
Here’s your blog master in London with his family about to take the underground tube train.
Were on our way to Victoria Station Oyster cards in hand we enter Earls Court station. Down the elevator we go taking the District Line {green} heading East wards to Victoria Station. Suddenly we see an Alien and he has a human accompanying him as he plays a song by the Beatles. We are dumb struck how can the British remain so calm when there is an alien in their mist. Blog Master Underground London style.
Feel free to make enquiries of art featured on folk Incognito all art are for sale expect art from Remembrance of Christmas kid’s book.
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NY Underground

Folk Incognito blog master presents music underground worldwide. In my next few blogs I am going to feature underground musician around the world from my travels. Slipping out of glass and concert boxes into the cool night. Crisp cool air rushes into your lounges. A few minutes of arms stretched out feet skipping. Then it all disappear and you are down in the bowls of the earth like a mole you are in the New York subway system. And just before you enter anxiety mood, waiting for the next train, you hear music. Guantanamera , Latino music. Wary feet and limbs are soothed minds are transported. Latino Music underground.
Spanish language
English language

Yo soy un hombre sincero
De donde crece la palma
Y antes de morirme quiero
Echar mis versos del alma
Guantanamera, guajira, Guantanamera I am an honest man
From where the palm tree grows
And before dying I want
To share the verses of my soul.
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Remembrance of Christmas

Love to all humankind in all nations and continents. You have been so kind to indulge my writing and art. Please enjoy this blog up date. Feel free to make enquires of any art shown. The paintings linked with Remembrance of Christmas are not for sale.

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
I had a part in a Nativity play I was Joseph, the leading actor. Every boy in the school wanted to be near the girl that played the lead female part. Deanna. Deanna was Mary. I had long since been in love with her, so of course I was devastated when I got ill and had to be hospitalized. No end seemed in sight. The doctors could not find out what ailed me. I went through a battery of test and still no results and not feeling any better. The Christmas season was fast approaching and I was feeling depressed.
Sick and in hospital how miserable can that be? Then I got a gift a pair of Cowboy guns and holster. My spirits perked up. Still sick, but in a much better mood. Then one evening a man came visiting whom I had never seen before, and he took a picture of me, standing on my bed with my guns drawn. He promised to return a later with a copy of the photograph. My mood changed miraculously and I began to feel better. The spirit of Christmas was in the air again.
Oh! How I love this festive season of the year. Soon come the day that I was to be discharged the man had not returned with the picture of me. I was packed and ready and waiting for my parents to pick me up. I sat on my bed feeling very sad and pensive. May be I would never see the man who took the picture of me again. Then I would never see how I looked?
However, remember this is Christmas just as I remove my hands from my eyes the man came rushing in, waving my picture over his head. I love it! I look great! I was overjoyed.
I remember Christmas

Remembrance of Christmas

To all you folks out there in bloggers sphere thank you for being so kind in reading my blog. As the year comes to end nostalgia for home engulfs our beings I hope reading Remembrance of Christmas of will serve as solace this season. I will feature two painting on this blog update they are up for sale, offers are welcome sale includes contracts. Shoot me an email if you have interest so that we can arrange payment format and shipping,

REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS

Daddy loved Christmas. During this time of the year, he took control of the kitchen. Prepared the turkey, the Ham the Garlic Pork, boiling the pigs feet and ears to make souse. Boiling down the beef for the pepper pot and using all of the rich spices. Not forgetting the rum punch and Punch Remer. We stood by like nurses passing the different cooking utensils to him the surgeon who performing the different cuts on the turkey, ham and roast pork.
During all this cooking activity, loud calypso music was being played, With a Christmas festive flare. Infusing our minds with the sounds of Christmas, we will never forget. Mummy would peak every once a while. Concerned about the state of her kitchen, which was now taken over? This was the only time of the year she did not interfere with activities in her kitchen. Mummy got about decorating the living room area of the house. When the food was in the oven, everyone gathered around to help her. She was quite a boss, but we loved her all the same. The Christmas tree had to be lifted in and placed into position. We always had a very big natural Christmas tree. Last year’s carton with all the Christmas decorations was brought down and old lights were tested and all broken bulbs discarded and new ones put in place. Then came Christmas Eve night when we wrapped gifts and placed them under the tree. Oh! How I loved Christmas. Now all tired, we try to stay up as long as our eyes would permit to see when Santa would come with all our gifts. He only came after we drifted into a deep sleep.
I Remember Christmas.