West 28th And 6th Avenue of the Americas

When next in Manhattan take a trip to my favorite street West 28^th and 6^th Avenue of the Americas, the whole sale flower district. Then allow the flowers to engulf your senses. Flowers of all species from the tropical Anthuriums to the fall Pansies.  The rich aroma of flora envelopes the sidewalks and stores as wholesalers and shoppers mingle. Today I am here to buy some Orchids in memory of my Mom.
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SCHOOL DAYS

Exerts from Day in the life of Abby.
Clarence was now plunged into a deep state of loneliness as hepondered the court case and his desires.

And like the old Negro spiritual goes {“some times I feel like a motherless child a long, long way from home”} So Justice Abbensetts was black “Yes a Negro person” yet a stranger in Africa.

It was on one of these nights as he sat on his veranda and

reminisces the girl he left behind in South America.
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TATALE

 Palm wine drinking and the herb scents in the

air, intoxicating the soul. The constant beating of African drums.

The women could be heard singing.

Ebei, ebei Tatale,

Ebei, ebei, Tatale,

Ebei, ebei, Tatale

{Namo ba he}, Tatale, {Namo ba he}, Tatale

Ebei, ebei, Tatale.

Meaning: It is cooked it is cooked, the Tatale is cooked {Namo ba he}, who will buy? Tatale.  Tatale is mashed up ripe plantain mixed with Corn flower, made into a ball then deep-fried. Served as a desert, very delicious.        This Ghanaian folk song is sang in the Ga, dialect.

           The pace of the dancing was now at frenzy the dancers stamped their feet on the ground, earth shaking, and Juju man in a trance.

Feeling it my bones now vibrating to the rhythm, sound of African drums and singing.

By dawn, the dancers had gone also the musicians the crowds dispersed. Exhausted and fast asleep yet muscles twitching body shaking drums beating Ebie, ebie, Tatale Namo ba he Tatale.  

Tales of an Emancipated Colonist.

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JUMBIE

{Jumbie Pipe}

Extracts from “Day in the life of Abby an Emancipated colonist”.

Jumbie lef hee pipe here?

No! Sa! No! Sa!

Jumbie lef hee pipe here?

No! Sa! No! Sa!

Wha kina gate this?

Iron gate this!

You mean I can’t break it?

No! Sa! No! Sa!

Wha kina gate this?

Iron gate this!

Jumbie lef hee pipe here.

As kids the No! Sa! Sa! Sounded like No! Ka! No! Ka! It is funny how words take on different sounds and means the same thing and sometimes can mean nothing. Sa! is also the creoles for sir. A Jumbie is an evil spirit that is believed to be able to engulf a person.

In this {Ring game}, the person is outside of the ring trying to break in.

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Day In The Life Of Abby {Ring Game}

In my next few blogs I will be high lighting extracts from my book, Day in the Life of Abby, tales of an emancipated colonist.

 Clarence was now plunged into a deep state of loneliness as he pondered the case and his desires.  Like the old Negro spiritual goes {“sometimes I feel like a motherless child a long, long way from home”} So Justice Abbensetts was black “Yes a Negro person” yet a stranger in Africa .It was on one of these nights as he sat on his veranda and reminisces the girl he left behind in South America. As the sun went down and the evening got cool they would join the other kids to sing and play ring games.

There is a colored gal in the ring.

Tra-la- la- la-la.

There is a colored gal in the ring.

Tra-la- la- la-la.

There is a colored girl in the ring.

For she loves sugar and I love plum.

Now show me your motion.

Tra-la-la-la-la.

Now show me your motion.

Tra –la-la-la-la.

For she loves sugar and I love plum.

She would jump into the middle of the ring and start

winding he waist and bouncing those hips, raising the hem of

her skirt showing off her beautiful brown thighs.

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Chapter 10 Problems

The Easter season symbolize Peace.  Therefore I am going to continue my Easter blog Peace being the theme.
Big problem for us we had no money. While “Kite Man” was building our kite he kept on rambling about the different people he used “Baby Gal” to slash. By then we had figured that Aunt Sybil’s boarder was the infamous murder who sliced up his victims.  However the police could never pin any definite murder on him. Hence he would spend a short time in prison and them be released. He was also known as the New Amsterdam Butcher Man.   While scratching our head he blurted out “I want Rum”! 

Well Aunt Sybil had a bottle of Rum which she used for black cake and to preserve fruits. So we raided her cupboard poured out all her rum and replaced it with some lime juice swank.

 We now had the best looking kits in New Amsterdam. But fear Aunt Sybil’s boarder was the notorious “Kite Man” known criminal for cutting up his victims. This knowledge lingered in our minds. That night we hardly slept a wink we had constant night mares of kite Man creeping up and cutting us up in our sleep.

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Chapter 9 Kite Making

 “Go get me some (Pacie) Pacie is a gummy sticky fruit that grew on a large tree in Aunt Sybil’s yard.  So we climbed the Pacie tree chopped down as many bunch of Pacie as we could, as fast as possible, because “red ants was biting we on all parts”.  Red ants always bite you in parts unmentionable.   “Red ants does live in Pacie trees, they love the Pacie fruit because it so sweet”. Next we had to cut some bamboo to make the bull of the kite.  We then asked our mother for a few dollars ran down to Main Street to buy some kite paper to pace on the kite frame.  Because the kite was so big we could not use our crochet # 0 twine, we had to buy a thicker twine more like a fine rope. Now for the tail we get some old cloths and joined them up. “But the Kite Man say we got to get some rope so we find a big old rope in the yard and split it in two to make the tail. The Kite man said “I is a fight man and we gon battle any bad man kite that challenge we on the Back Dam tomorrow”.  Then we made some cut out of and wrote out the name of the kite “Baby Gal”. It was the biggest kite my brother and I had ever seen and the most beautiful. Only one thing disturbed us, was the name “Baby Gal”. Next the Kite Man said “find some razor blades and broken old glass and bottles with sharp edges”. With all these items procured and the kite completed; he declared “I done now. How you all gon pay me?”
Once upon an Easter.
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Love

Rowan

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