Once Upon An Easter Milky Chapter 4 part 2

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. 

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Chapter 4 Milky part1

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 also learned how to swim.

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ONCE UPON AN EASTER CHAPTER 3 BOTTOM HOUSE

Most families are not up that early.  However because Ramada’s Father worked on the Sugar Estate he had to be up early. We headed to Ramdas bottom house.  His mother had brisk fireside going the air was filled with the aroma of hot Cocoa and Coffee brewing, and Roti being clapped by Ramada’s sister. On the next side of the fireside, his mother roasted some Eggplant “Bologna chocker”. Two plates were prepared we sat in a hammock and ate using our hands as the cool morning breeze blew.

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Once Upon An Easter 2

CHAPTER 2 RAMDAS


Its 5:00 am in the morning and Ramdas comes calling.  {You really had to know the guy. He woke me up by throwing tiny bean seeds at my bedroom window}.  I spring out of bed before he wakes up the whole house hold. It is also bird-catching season. The morning air is filled with different sounds of birds singing and chirping.  And just before sunrises 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 a cage, attached to that cage was a mini cage with a trap door.  He also has some poles stuck with chewing gum remains. We wait as Ramadas's bird in the cage whistles away. We were hoping his singing would attract other birds like “Kiskadee” or a “Towa Towa”.  We were hoping to trap one or two in the little cage or on the gummy poles
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Once Upon An Easter Chapter 1

Thanks to all who followed my blog Folk Incognito in 2016, it was a nice having you with me.  Here is wishing the past year was successful and you journey with me as I begin my blog {Once upon an Easter}.

Love

Rowan

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 Subryanville 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 Guinep 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 our belly full of mangoes. 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.

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Remember Christmas Chapter 8

Christmas also means giving of oneself.  One Christmas my mother was working very hard on a Nativity play for our local church.  She had offered me a part in her play.  I refused the part.  Why? I had no idea I had become a stubborn and rebellious teenager. In retrospect, I had no good reason to turn down the part.  Two days before the opening, her leading actor pulled out of the play. I believe he got cold feet.  I was her only recourse and she came to me one more time.  I accepted. What is my reward? A kiss from an old lady in the audience.  How did my mother feel? Proud.  Me? I love Christmas it brings out the best in people.  It makes our goodness shine. What gift Christmas is but for us to accept.

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Love

Rowan 

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Remember Christmas Chapter 7

         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.