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Grahams’ Moravian Primary School on the northern side of the abandon railway behind Atlantic Ville was a wonderful small school that I attended from the time I moved from William Street, Cambellville in 1976. In the schoolyard there were two buildings used for primary and secondary education and a two feet wide concrete passageway separated them. To the western side of the school was a large burial ground running from the railway line to the Moravian church just behind what is called the forty feet sideline trench at the back of Atlantic Ville. To the east of the school was a large plot of land with shrubs, bushes, razor grass, cork and monkey apple trees.
What fun I had at Graham’s Hall! We played cricket, thieves and police, war break, marbles and a host of other games. We climbed the tombs and were scared like hell to peek into those that had cracks wide enough to see the bones of the dead. We ate the downs from the lone tree in the graveyard and were not afraid of dying. We learnt music in the churchyard from a bearded musician who lived in Industry Front.
There was one day that I went to school with a bright orange shirt and my class teacher asked what I think I was doing. She chased me home to take it off. There were days that I went barefooted to school when the holes in our Bata boots got too big a hole to wear. And on some midday when we went home we had milk and rice with sugar or biscuit and sugar water for lunch, and we were happy. We did not complain. There were days too when we had good meals, like chicken curry and rice with liquefy yellow split peas. On most occasions we had fish curry from freshly caught fishes from the Atlantic Ocean.
The teachers were really excellent at Graham’s hall. Mr. Bacchus who made us learnt from 2 to 24 times table. There was Ms. July who taught the common entrance students and from whose class many later went on to Queens College and subsequently became renowned scholars. But I mostly remember Mr. Bachus who made us knelt on the hard floor with our arms in the air holding our heavy book bags whenever we made a mistake. He drilled us in spelling and the multiplication tables in the classroom and on some days in the schoolyard like we were in the army. Luckily I used to get most correct and save myself a flogging on the behind or in the palms where the welts used to make you grimaced when you sat down or hold anything with your hands.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Childhood Memories - A Wistful Tale
Best-love-ever: "Childhood Memories - A wistful Tale "
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As I lay there with vacant eyes staring into the roof, listening to distant music floating on off as the wind huffed and puffed through the mountain that towered over my apartment. Intruding into my trend of thoughts now and then, I could even hear dogs in the distant barking at the stray cows and goats that wondered through the mountainsides in the sleepy little town of Road Town. Then methodically as if propelled by an unseen force my mind kept wondering back to my homeland. Recollecting the pleasant memories.
The early morning when my mother would force us boys wake early, to light the fireside shaped like a two burner kerosene stove, then to peel garlic and to cut up the onions that made our eyes run tears, then to wipe the steps clean with a piece of cloth and zex soap before we proceed down the road with two buckets each or four one gallon paint pots each, to fetch water to fill a forty five gallon drum. Our arms did grow long from this arduous task. And by the time we finished to get ready for school our hands were branded red and we had corns and blisters that burn.
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As I lay there with vacant eyes staring into the roof, listening to distant music floating on off as the wind huffed and puffed through the mountain that towered over my apartment. Intruding into my trend of thoughts now and then, I could even hear dogs in the distant barking at the stray cows and goats that wondered through the mountainsides in the sleepy little town of Road Town. Then methodically as if propelled by an unseen force my mind kept wondering back to my homeland. Recollecting the pleasant memories.
The early morning when my mother would force us boys wake early, to light the fireside shaped like a two burner kerosene stove, then to peel garlic and to cut up the onions that made our eyes run tears, then to wipe the steps clean with a piece of cloth and zex soap before we proceed down the road with two buckets each or four one gallon paint pots each, to fetch water to fill a forty five gallon drum. Our arms did grow long from this arduous task. And by the time we finished to get ready for school our hands were branded red and we had corns and blisters that burn.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Childhood Memories - A wistful Tale
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It is not easy for me to tell you that I have lain in my bed down in Pasea Estate, in Tortola, many nights, thinking of beautiful Guyana. I remember as a boy growing up in Industry a village on the outskirts of Greater Georgetown, standing in our yard that had no fence, I would watch the coconut trees, tall, almost elegant, swaying drunkenly, teasing the human mind, they would snap at any moment, only to straighten and allow you to breathe a loud sigh of relief.
In the nights as we lay down to sleep on the hard floor covered with rice bags, followed by beddings, I could hear through the cracks in wooded walls, the mango trees singing a melody of their own, daring you to listen for the plod of a fallen ripe fruit from its stem and forcing you to rise early in the morning to race other siblings, to grabbed the fallen mangoes from the dry hard ground and taste the succulent freshness.
(to be continued )
It is not easy for me to tell you that I have lain in my bed down in Pasea Estate, in Tortola, many nights, thinking of beautiful Guyana. I remember as a boy growing up in Industry a village on the outskirts of Greater Georgetown, standing in our yard that had no fence, I would watch the coconut trees, tall, almost elegant, swaying drunkenly, teasing the human mind, they would snap at any moment, only to straighten and allow you to breathe a loud sigh of relief.
In the nights as we lay down to sleep on the hard floor covered with rice bags, followed by beddings, I could hear through the cracks in wooded walls, the mango trees singing a melody of their own, daring you to listen for the plod of a fallen ripe fruit from its stem and forcing you to rise early in the morning to race other siblings, to grabbed the fallen mangoes from the dry hard ground and taste the succulent freshness.
(to be continued )
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Tipping The Mental Scale
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Our minds are inquisitive. They like to peek into the unknown dark and disturbing elements. I have wondered why we sometimes do the things we do. The BTK killer confessed on the day of sentencing he was not a monster, but was rather possessed by monsters that made him do those horrible murders and sadistic sexual acts. Chillingly he admitted he should not be excused for his grim acts. He must rot in hell with the demons that made him do it.
I have wondered that if we were to ask ourselves the question are we any different from the BTK killer? Frighteningly I believe we will discover we are not; in many ways. For certain we may not act out all the thoughts that pass through our minds on a daily basis. But just suppose for a second we did perform some of thoughts that pass through our minds, like kill all those we hate, torture the criminals, abandon our homes, strangle our spouses and even children…Hold a minute. We don’t think such thoughts…Then again we do!!! Chilling, eh?
It was that last time, about a week ago, when you boyfriend cheated on you and you start to hyperventilate and this strong urge to kill made you tremble in rage. What the hell were you thinking, eh? You wanted to kill though, but fortunately you got over that feeling. What about when you were called names and embarrassed in front of your friends by that nincompoop, eh? What did you feel like doing? Injure but not kill. Why didn’t we? We exercise restraint and self-control that is what happened, yeah.
We explore possibilities. Dark possibilities. Our sanity hangs on fragile strands like hair that can snap with the least bit of pressure. Did you not read that over 50 % of the population in the great United States of America is mentally sick? Are we exempted? So what should we do to stay in check? How do we keep our sanity? How do we keep ourselves from crossing over that line of the mentally ill?
Look around you. Are you sure you are not surrounded by mentally sick people? That woman living alone when she can have a man, but is afraid the man will rob her, when in fact there is not much that she has. That guy walking down the road and laughing, and you wonder what was the joke?
Our minds are inquisitive. They like to peek into the unknown dark and disturbing elements. I have wondered why we sometimes do the things we do. The BTK killer confessed on the day of sentencing he was not a monster, but was rather possessed by monsters that made him do those horrible murders and sadistic sexual acts. Chillingly he admitted he should not be excused for his grim acts. He must rot in hell with the demons that made him do it.
I have wondered that if we were to ask ourselves the question are we any different from the BTK killer? Frighteningly I believe we will discover we are not; in many ways. For certain we may not act out all the thoughts that pass through our minds on a daily basis. But just suppose for a second we did perform some of thoughts that pass through our minds, like kill all those we hate, torture the criminals, abandon our homes, strangle our spouses and even children…Hold a minute. We don’t think such thoughts…Then again we do!!! Chilling, eh?
It was that last time, about a week ago, when you boyfriend cheated on you and you start to hyperventilate and this strong urge to kill made you tremble in rage. What the hell were you thinking, eh? You wanted to kill though, but fortunately you got over that feeling. What about when you were called names and embarrassed in front of your friends by that nincompoop, eh? What did you feel like doing? Injure but not kill. Why didn’t we? We exercise restraint and self-control that is what happened, yeah.
We explore possibilities. Dark possibilities. Our sanity hangs on fragile strands like hair that can snap with the least bit of pressure. Did you not read that over 50 % of the population in the great United States of America is mentally sick? Are we exempted? So what should we do to stay in check? How do we keep our sanity? How do we keep ourselves from crossing over that line of the mentally ill?
Look around you. Are you sure you are not surrounded by mentally sick people? That woman living alone when she can have a man, but is afraid the man will rob her, when in fact there is not much that she has. That guy walking down the road and laughing, and you wonder what was the joke?
Are The Criminals Posturing as Police?
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I am beginning to wonder if it is criminals posturing as Police in the Guyana Police Force. Since the criminals getting away from right under the police's nose all the time it has to cast doubt in the right thinking mind...
Taken from Stabroek News:...
The classic epitome of the police force's failure and thus Ms Teixeira's burden is the complete inability of the force to make any impact via professional action and investigations. Mr Rambarran's killing is a prime example. He was ambushed by four men, fatally shot in a hail of gunfire, his attackers hijacked a vehicle and fled to West Ruimveldt yet the police force which has several stations in and around these areas seemed completely oblivious to what was going on and had no beat-duty cops or patrols near to the scene. Furthermore, up to yesterday morning the police had not even had one suspect in custody. To put it politely they were completely at sea and lacked the barest whiff of intelligence on this matter. This scenario applies for dozens of incidents in recent months, both serious and non-serious. This is the milieu in which Ms Teixeira wants the business community to do more. No, Ms Teixeira, it is the police force and your ministry which must do more… and soon. The police have to begin producing results. The force must apprehend suspects, gather evidence and win prosecutions so that the quartet who so easily ambushed and killed Mr Rambarran would think many times before doing it again and know that if the crime is committed there is a great likelihood that they would be caught, prosecuted and jailed for an appropriate period.
I am beginning to wonder if it is criminals posturing as Police in the Guyana Police Force. Since the criminals getting away from right under the police's nose all the time it has to cast doubt in the right thinking mind...
Taken from Stabroek News:...
The classic epitome of the police force's failure and thus Ms Teixeira's burden is the complete inability of the force to make any impact via professional action and investigations. Mr Rambarran's killing is a prime example. He was ambushed by four men, fatally shot in a hail of gunfire, his attackers hijacked a vehicle and fled to West Ruimveldt yet the police force which has several stations in and around these areas seemed completely oblivious to what was going on and had no beat-duty cops or patrols near to the scene. Furthermore, up to yesterday morning the police had not even had one suspect in custody. To put it politely they were completely at sea and lacked the barest whiff of intelligence on this matter. This scenario applies for dozens of incidents in recent months, both serious and non-serious. This is the milieu in which Ms Teixeira wants the business community to do more. No, Ms Teixeira, it is the police force and your ministry which must do more… and soon. The police have to begin producing results. The force must apprehend suspects, gather evidence and win prosecutions so that the quartet who so easily ambushed and killed Mr Rambarran would think many times before doing it again and know that if the crime is committed there is a great likelihood that they would be caught, prosecuted and jailed for an appropriate period.
Guyana Government IMPOTENT
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The Guyana Government has long now been recognized as being impotent when it comes to handling crime which has claimed the lives of untold numbers of innocent Guyanese, at the hands of brutal criminals.
Taken from Stabroek news:
As the substantive new Home Affairs Minister, Ms Teixeira needs to understand very quickly that the besieged businessman/woman and ordinary citizen are completely fed up with the ineffective approach by this government and preceding PPP/C administrations to policing and security issues. This approach has recently been cloaked in the trappings of promises to enhance community policing and to introduce neighbourhood policing along with a grand crime plan. If it is anything like its predecessors then it won't amount to much and Ms Teixeira would have been left in the starting blocks long after the gun had been fired.
We are completely fed up with the police inability to peform effectively. Every police seems to lack intelligence and even common sense when it comes to stemming crime or even solving a crime.
What must we do to get a change?
The Guyana Government has long now been recognized as being impotent when it comes to handling crime which has claimed the lives of untold numbers of innocent Guyanese, at the hands of brutal criminals.
Taken from Stabroek news:
As the substantive new Home Affairs Minister, Ms Teixeira needs to understand very quickly that the besieged businessman/woman and ordinary citizen are completely fed up with the ineffective approach by this government and preceding PPP/C administrations to policing and security issues. This approach has recently been cloaked in the trappings of promises to enhance community policing and to introduce neighbourhood policing along with a grand crime plan. If it is anything like its predecessors then it won't amount to much and Ms Teixeira would have been left in the starting blocks long after the gun had been fired.
We are completely fed up with the police inability to peform effectively. Every police seems to lack intelligence and even common sense when it comes to stemming crime or even solving a crime.
What must we do to get a change?
Murder # 2
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As I had indicated on August 17, 2005 I will be posting the murders of Guyanese leading up to the election of 2006 in Guyana. Politicians need money at election time and there has been a trend over the past couple of elections of the killing of many Guyanese Business folks.
You decide who is guilty.
A 53-year-old businesswoman was brutally murdered in her home early yesterday morning by a lone gunman who broke into the building.
Dead is Azimoon Ally, called “Azo”, a dry shrimp vendor, of Lot 34 Back Street, Zeeburg South, West Coast Demerara.
As I had indicated on August 17, 2005 I will be posting the murders of Guyanese leading up to the election of 2006 in Guyana. Politicians need money at election time and there has been a trend over the past couple of elections of the killing of many Guyanese Business folks.
You decide who is guilty.
A 53-year-old businesswoman was brutally murdered in her home early yesterday morning by a lone gunman who broke into the building.
Dead is Azimoon Ally, called “Azo”, a dry shrimp vendor, of Lot 34 Back Street, Zeeburg South, West Coast Demerara.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Murder for what?
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Elections coming up in Guyana. Politicians need money. How will they get it? Who will they target? As of today I will start posting to this site those murdered and robbed. You form your own opinion. See below:
Harry Rambarran of Channel 13 murdered
DIRECTOR of R&R International and RBS Channel 13, Mr. Harry Rambarran called ‘Jack’ and ‘Captain Jack’ was gunned down on Monday night outside his work place at Ramp Road, Ruimveldt, Georgetown.
Rambarran, 52, of Lot 24 Meadow Bank, Greater Georgetown who sustained gunshot wounds to his left hand and left chest was pronounced dead on arrival at the Georgetown Public Hospital.
According to reports, as Rambarran and a female employee were leaving the compound in his vehicle around 11.00 hrs, several shots were fired , hitting the businessman.
He drove for a while then lost control of his car and ran into a power pole on Mandela Avenue. The bandits confronted them and robbed the female employee of $4,000.
Elections coming up in Guyana. Politicians need money. How will they get it? Who will they target? As of today I will start posting to this site those murdered and robbed. You form your own opinion. See below:
Harry Rambarran of Channel 13 murdered
DIRECTOR of R&R International and RBS Channel 13, Mr. Harry Rambarran called ‘Jack’ and ‘Captain Jack’ was gunned down on Monday night outside his work place at Ramp Road, Ruimveldt, Georgetown.
Rambarran, 52, of Lot 24 Meadow Bank, Greater Georgetown who sustained gunshot wounds to his left hand and left chest was pronounced dead on arrival at the Georgetown Public Hospital.
According to reports, as Rambarran and a female employee were leaving the compound in his vehicle around 11.00 hrs, several shots were fired , hitting the businessman.
He drove for a while then lost control of his car and ran into a power pole on Mandela Avenue. The bandits confronted them and robbed the female employee of $4,000.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Cheating!
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What's wrong with a little variety here and there? Eh? You can't eat stew everyday. Why buy a whole cow when you can get a pound of flesh for less? These are the regular seemly justifiable argument used by many cheaters, adulterers, or unfaithful spouses when they want to go astray.
Another argument is that it alright for a man to have more than one woman. It does not tarnish his character. In fact it help makes him more manly. Is this a farce? Or does it has some element of truth?
When a woman cheat though God help the world. The names to describe her are unmentionable and even unthinkable.
There are terrible consequences to cheating. Devorce, murder, hatred, destruction of what has been built up over years, mistrust, constant dog and cat squabbling, and so on.
Is cheating really worth it?
Post your comments.
What's wrong with a little variety here and there? Eh? You can't eat stew everyday. Why buy a whole cow when you can get a pound of flesh for less? These are the regular seemly justifiable argument used by many cheaters, adulterers, or unfaithful spouses when they want to go astray.
Another argument is that it alright for a man to have more than one woman. It does not tarnish his character. In fact it help makes him more manly. Is this a farce? Or does it has some element of truth?
When a woman cheat though God help the world. The names to describe her are unmentionable and even unthinkable.
There are terrible consequences to cheating. Devorce, murder, hatred, destruction of what has been built up over years, mistrust, constant dog and cat squabbling, and so on.
Is cheating really worth it?
Post your comments.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Desperate Women
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This is the tenth time she has been suckered into a relationship, and after the wild sex, she is thrown to the dogs, and the guys move on to marry other women? These are the questions she is asking.
Am I cursed?
What is wrong with me?
How come all of my friends have gotten married?
My own question is what do you say to a woman like this who is lured into relationships by lies and promises and after the wild sex, is abandoned?
She cries her heart out, wants to attend the wedding and shoots the deceiptful lover and his new wife. She wants to end her life. She wants to hook up with a married man.
What should she do? Post your comments.
This is the tenth time she has been suckered into a relationship, and after the wild sex, she is thrown to the dogs, and the guys move on to marry other women? These are the questions she is asking.
Am I cursed?
What is wrong with me?
How come all of my friends have gotten married?
My own question is what do you say to a woman like this who is lured into relationships by lies and promises and after the wild sex, is abandoned?
She cries her heart out, wants to attend the wedding and shoots the deceiptful lover and his new wife. She wants to end her life. She wants to hook up with a married man.
What should she do? Post your comments.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Demanding Adults
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This is a difficult issue that I am about to mention here involving adult children and parents over sixty years old. can you imagine adult children continuously making excessive demands for money, etc on a regular basis from such old parents. It is a kind of shameless situation but one that begs a stance. What do you say and to whom? Should one speak to the children that are grown adults or sit down and talk to the parents who seem bent on feeding these overgrown monsters.
Are the parents buying love?
Are the adult children abusive?
This is a difficult issue that I am about to mention here involving adult children and parents over sixty years old. can you imagine adult children continuously making excessive demands for money, etc on a regular basis from such old parents. It is a kind of shameless situation but one that begs a stance. What do you say and to whom? Should one speak to the children that are grown adults or sit down and talk to the parents who seem bent on feeding these overgrown monsters.
Are the parents buying love?
Are the adult children abusive?
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Never judge a book by its cover
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To the naked eye in virgin Gorda one of the most beautiful British Virgin Islands, on a warm Friday morning the woman pulling the trolley loaded with luggage towards the aircraft may not seem significant. She would be just another laborer earning her keeps to make ends meet in an ever changing world, beaten, fatigue and lonely. Her expressing in the distant however seemed indifferent.
When she reached the plane, she pulled open the side door and began to unload the luggage from the trolley unto the plane. She was quick and methodical as if she had done this many moon before. Then she was off moving swiftly and began to pack boxes this time unto the trolley. She worked quickly as if she was late for an important appointment.
“Why doesn’t she get a man to help her?” someone watching muttered half aloud.
“Equality. Anything a, man can do a woman can do and sometimes even better”. Another woman answered.
“Do you know her?” asked the first woman.
“Not really.”
Next to them the government auditor listened with a smile. He knew her. She was a millionaire. One of he wealthiest woman in the BVI.
Never judge a book by its cover.
To the naked eye in virgin Gorda one of the most beautiful British Virgin Islands, on a warm Friday morning the woman pulling the trolley loaded with luggage towards the aircraft may not seem significant. She would be just another laborer earning her keeps to make ends meet in an ever changing world, beaten, fatigue and lonely. Her expressing in the distant however seemed indifferent.
When she reached the plane, she pulled open the side door and began to unload the luggage from the trolley unto the plane. She was quick and methodical as if she had done this many moon before. Then she was off moving swiftly and began to pack boxes this time unto the trolley. She worked quickly as if she was late for an important appointment.
“Why doesn’t she get a man to help her?” someone watching muttered half aloud.
“Equality. Anything a, man can do a woman can do and sometimes even better”. Another woman answered.
“Do you know her?” asked the first woman.
“Not really.”
Next to them the government auditor listened with a smile. He knew her. She was a millionaire. One of he wealthiest woman in the BVI.
Never judge a book by its cover.
Friday, July 22, 2005
Straight Up !!!
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Gays. Lesbians. A very sore and controversial issue in today's age of freedom and liberalism. Preachers are thrown into jail for declaring the biblical views on such a topic. Stringent laws are passed in the name of protecting minority against hate groups who may have opposing views.
Well God made the human race "man and woman" and equip them thus. Whatever choice anyone make other than the Creator's designed intention, would be up to them. Contravention of laws has a price to pay. Even when someone breaks a country's law he or she is taken before a court and is prosecuted accordingly. Muchless the laws of God?
God has the FINAL SAY!
Gays. Lesbians. A very sore and controversial issue in today's age of freedom and liberalism. Preachers are thrown into jail for declaring the biblical views on such a topic. Stringent laws are passed in the name of protecting minority against hate groups who may have opposing views.
Well God made the human race "man and woman" and equip them thus. Whatever choice anyone make other than the Creator's designed intention, would be up to them. Contravention of laws has a price to pay. Even when someone breaks a country's law he or she is taken before a court and is prosecuted accordingly. Muchless the laws of God?
God has the FINAL SAY!
Thursday, July 21, 2005
sacrifice to overcome poverty
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Should a man sacrifice his family to overcome poverty? The face value answer is an adamant no! Yet this is a common feature in a majority of career oriented working dads who has little or no time for the family they are working so hard to provide for. What about those who leave thier home soil to work in foreign jurisdiction and don't see family for months on end?
Should a man sacrifice his family to overcome poverty? The face value answer is an adamant no! Yet this is a common feature in a majority of career oriented working dads who has little or no time for the family they are working so hard to provide for. What about those who leave thier home soil to work in foreign jurisdiction and don't see family for months on end?
Guyanese treated like common criminals !
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In Barbados, Guyanese who spent their hard earned dollars to travel to that small beatiful island for Crop Over are treated worst than common criminals. They have been roughed up without any explanation and sent back to Guyana on the next available flight out of that country to Guyana. And the impotent Guyanese government knows about this for the longest while and has failed to take any credible action to prevent something like this from re-occuring.
I strongly believe however that Barbadians visiting Guyana for whatever reason should be treated similarly until this reckless and irresponsible behavior by the Barbadian immigration authorities is remedied and they start behaving more maturely and appropriately.
I hope wealthy Guyanese will start thinking strongly about providing service oriented entertainment and activities for Guyanese from all walks of live right in Guyana. Now is the time for theme parks, casinos, live concerts, nature walks, boating, and other water sports, etc.
In Barbados, Guyanese who spent their hard earned dollars to travel to that small beatiful island for Crop Over are treated worst than common criminals. They have been roughed up without any explanation and sent back to Guyana on the next available flight out of that country to Guyana. And the impotent Guyanese government knows about this for the longest while and has failed to take any credible action to prevent something like this from re-occuring.
I strongly believe however that Barbadians visiting Guyana for whatever reason should be treated similarly until this reckless and irresponsible behavior by the Barbadian immigration authorities is remedied and they start behaving more maturely and appropriately.
I hope wealthy Guyanese will start thinking strongly about providing service oriented entertainment and activities for Guyanese from all walks of live right in Guyana. Now is the time for theme parks, casinos, live concerts, nature walks, boating, and other water sports, etc.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Loneliness our greatest enemy!
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Living alone and getting up in age is a terrible battle to fight everyday. It is worst than trying to win the war in Iraq! A woman calls me everytime she hears about a wedding with tears in her eyes. Below is a version of our conversation:
....Chevone Duncan: her sister is getting marry the 13th aug
Chevone Duncan: i went and see her yesterday
superhulk35: in Guyana?
Chevone Duncan: Yes. That's not what is on my mind
superhulk35: k
Chevone Duncan: I wanted to talk with you since last night
superhulk35: yeah?
Chevone Duncan: if i had a card i would have called
superhulk35: I am here now.
Chevone Duncan: tony i am feeling so depress
superhulk35: why?
Chevone Duncan: everyone of my friends whom i went to school with is married
Chevone Duncan: and have kids
Chevone Duncan: what is wrong with me
superhulk35: I won't say all your friends are married
Chevone Duncan: things seems to be going great in every other aspect of my life except that
superhulk35: your turn is coming.
superhulk35: I have a lot of friends from church etc who ain't married as yet
Chevone Duncan: now even netty little sister is marrying to a guy from florida
superhulk35: Elizabeth married at 39
Chevone Duncan: well it seems as though i will get old and grey before that happen
superhulk35: Amna married at 55
superhulk35: I don't think so
Chevone Duncan: but i am sure they have children
superhulk35: nothing happen before it time
superhulk35: neither have kids
superhulk35: u will get marry and u will have kids
Chevone Duncan: do you think so
superhulk35: of course
Chevone Duncan: i even told her that i know you
superhulk35: Moreen is about 55 now still not married. The Director for Cemco. you remember her?
Chevone Duncan: and if you were not marry you would have been the ideal partner
Chevone Duncan: you always know how to put a smile on my face
Chevone Duncan: she told me you are a very nice person and you are good husband material
superhulk35: Remember she is my student
Chevone Duncan: of course
Chevone Duncan: and she is my best friend
superhulk35: she is smart
superhulk35: she goes to church?
Chevone Duncan: yes
superhulk35: that is good
Chevone Duncan: but she is still my very good friend we go a long way with secrets for each other
Chevone Duncan: since school days
superhulk35: k. since you use to have fun....
Chevone Duncan: but after i came home last night i realise how my life is so lonely
Chevone Duncan: without a companion
superhulk35: you have a lot going for u
Chevone Duncan: a lover a husband a friend
superhulk35: all that will come
Chevone Duncan: i don't think so and i don't have my luck in that department
superhulk35: go to church plenty
Chevone Duncan: you sound like her now
superhulk35: you keep saying the wrong things all the time
Chevone Duncan: same thing i was telling her
Chevone Duncan: you always give me good advice
superhulk35: start saying " I am a lucky woman. A lot of men wants me. I am attractive, sexy, sweet and I am good woman."
superhulk35: believe it
superhulk35: and live it
Chevone Duncan: i have to really look for a man like you
Chevone Duncan: you lucky you marry
superhulk35: you will have a swarm of men over you.
Chevone Duncan: unfortunate for me
superhulk35: there is a better man than me out there for you.
Chevone Duncan: thanks
Chevone Duncan: don't know where to find him
superhulk35: he is there
superhulk35: start saying the words aloud I just wrote for you
Chevone Duncan: i know i am sexy and a good woman
Chevone Duncan: but like only me know that
superhulk35: no.
superhulk35: I do.
Chevone Duncan: the guys i pick up don't know that
superhulk35: and many others.
superhulk35: a lot of guys don't want to marry and settle down
Chevone Duncan: man please call me tonight if you can
superhulk35: I will see
Chevone Duncan: but that is what i want
Chevone Duncan: you are cute intelligent and a gentlman
Chevone Duncan: you don't get all of that in one man
superhulk35: wow.
superhulk35: thanks man.
Chevone Duncan: and joval too
Chevone Duncan: alway make me laugh went i am down
Chevone Duncan: i starting talking to you with tears in my eyes
superhulk35: I am sry
Chevone Duncan: but you always brings a smile to my face
Chevone Duncan: take care
superhulk35: everything will be alright!!!
Chevone Duncan: i hope janet know how lucky she is
superhulk35: lol
Chevone Duncan: one day i will have to tell her
superhulk35: good.
Chevone Duncan: face to face
Chevone Duncan: woman to woman
superhulk35: k
Living alone and getting up in age is a terrible battle to fight everyday. It is worst than trying to win the war in Iraq! A woman calls me everytime she hears about a wedding with tears in her eyes. Below is a version of our conversation:
....Chevone Duncan: her sister is getting marry the 13th aug
Chevone Duncan: i went and see her yesterday
superhulk35: in Guyana?
Chevone Duncan: Yes. That's not what is on my mind
superhulk35: k
Chevone Duncan: I wanted to talk with you since last night
superhulk35: yeah?
Chevone Duncan: if i had a card i would have called
superhulk35: I am here now.
Chevone Duncan: tony i am feeling so depress
superhulk35: why?
Chevone Duncan: everyone of my friends whom i went to school with is married
Chevone Duncan: and have kids
Chevone Duncan: what is wrong with me
superhulk35: I won't say all your friends are married
Chevone Duncan: things seems to be going great in every other aspect of my life except that
superhulk35: your turn is coming.
superhulk35: I have a lot of friends from church etc who ain't married as yet
Chevone Duncan: now even netty little sister is marrying to a guy from florida
superhulk35: Elizabeth married at 39
Chevone Duncan: well it seems as though i will get old and grey before that happen
superhulk35: Amna married at 55
superhulk35: I don't think so
Chevone Duncan: but i am sure they have children
superhulk35: nothing happen before it time
superhulk35: neither have kids
superhulk35: u will get marry and u will have kids
Chevone Duncan: do you think so
superhulk35: of course
Chevone Duncan: i even told her that i know you
superhulk35: Moreen is about 55 now still not married. The Director for Cemco. you remember her?
Chevone Duncan: and if you were not marry you would have been the ideal partner
Chevone Duncan: you always know how to put a smile on my face
Chevone Duncan: she told me you are a very nice person and you are good husband material
superhulk35: Remember she is my student
Chevone Duncan: of course
Chevone Duncan: and she is my best friend
superhulk35: she is smart
superhulk35: she goes to church?
Chevone Duncan: yes
superhulk35: that is good
Chevone Duncan: but she is still my very good friend we go a long way with secrets for each other
Chevone Duncan: since school days
superhulk35: k. since you use to have fun....
Chevone Duncan: but after i came home last night i realise how my life is so lonely
Chevone Duncan: without a companion
superhulk35: you have a lot going for u
Chevone Duncan: a lover a husband a friend
superhulk35: all that will come
Chevone Duncan: i don't think so and i don't have my luck in that department
superhulk35: go to church plenty
Chevone Duncan: you sound like her now
superhulk35: you keep saying the wrong things all the time
Chevone Duncan: same thing i was telling her
Chevone Duncan: you always give me good advice
superhulk35: start saying " I am a lucky woman. A lot of men wants me. I am attractive, sexy, sweet and I am good woman."
superhulk35: believe it
superhulk35: and live it
Chevone Duncan: i have to really look for a man like you
Chevone Duncan: you lucky you marry
superhulk35: you will have a swarm of men over you.
Chevone Duncan: unfortunate for me
superhulk35: there is a better man than me out there for you.
Chevone Duncan: thanks
Chevone Duncan: don't know where to find him
superhulk35: he is there
superhulk35: start saying the words aloud I just wrote for you
Chevone Duncan: i know i am sexy and a good woman
Chevone Duncan: but like only me know that
superhulk35: no.
superhulk35: I do.
Chevone Duncan: the guys i pick up don't know that
superhulk35: and many others.
superhulk35: a lot of guys don't want to marry and settle down
Chevone Duncan: man please call me tonight if you can
superhulk35: I will see
Chevone Duncan: but that is what i want
Chevone Duncan: you are cute intelligent and a gentlman
Chevone Duncan: you don't get all of that in one man
superhulk35: wow.
superhulk35: thanks man.
Chevone Duncan: and joval too
Chevone Duncan: alway make me laugh went i am down
Chevone Duncan: i starting talking to you with tears in my eyes
superhulk35: I am sry
Chevone Duncan: but you always brings a smile to my face
Chevone Duncan: take care
superhulk35: everything will be alright!!!
Chevone Duncan: i hope janet know how lucky she is
superhulk35: lol
Chevone Duncan: one day i will have to tell her
superhulk35: good.
Chevone Duncan: face to face
Chevone Duncan: woman to woman
superhulk35: k
Monday, July 18, 2005
Taking a spouse with kids!!!
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Taking a spouse with one or more kids is an extremely difficult and often complex issue to deal with. It is not impossible though as long as understanding, love and tolerance is exercised. Love will always win the war. And though hate maybe the initial reaction by children one or either side, in the end love demonstrated without hypocrisy will prevail.
The most damaging aspect in such situations is when either spouse take sides of their own children. Fairness demonstrated justly by both spouses will in the end bring the good out in the children. In one damaging situation a woman took a man who already had a son from a previous marriage and completely ignore the young child, whilst she doted over her own two kids she had gotten for this man. The grades for the young child dwindled terribly and the psychologic scars seems etched on his young mind permanently. This is harsh and cruel. The father has a level of responsibility here. He should get his new wife to love his son as much as she loves her own blood.
Taking a spouse with one or more kids is an extremely difficult and often complex issue to deal with. It is not impossible though as long as understanding, love and tolerance is exercised. Love will always win the war. And though hate maybe the initial reaction by children one or either side, in the end love demonstrated without hypocrisy will prevail.
The most damaging aspect in such situations is when either spouse take sides of their own children. Fairness demonstrated justly by both spouses will in the end bring the good out in the children. In one damaging situation a woman took a man who already had a son from a previous marriage and completely ignore the young child, whilst she doted over her own two kids she had gotten for this man. The grades for the young child dwindled terribly and the psychologic scars seems etched on his young mind permanently. This is harsh and cruel. The father has a level of responsibility here. He should get his new wife to love his son as much as she loves her own blood.
Friday, July 15, 2005
Knowing your kids ...
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In today's fast pace world and sacrificial effort in meeting the greedy capitalist bills, there is hardly time to rapport with one's kids. Two three jobs, barely enough time to rest much less to find time to get to know one's growing children, the modern day parents are just stressed out. Yet it is totally essential that parent find the time to get to chat, play and have intelligent discussion ever so often with their kids.
There is no need to emphasize that parents really love their children, that is why they are working so hard in the first place to provide the basic necessities for their kids and perhaps one and two other goodies. Love by the way is not giving your kids whatever they want whenever they want, it it is some of those with discipline and godly teachings.
Yeah, that is true, you need to talk God with your kids as often as you like. God will keep them in the straight and narrow way because he is a God of Righteousness. And besides God loves them as much as you could possibly love them.
Then talk Chemistry, physics, Maths, and whatever else your kids like to do. Maybe it is poetry or music they want to discuss or going to the movies or beach. Encourage them. Love them.
In today's fast pace world and sacrificial effort in meeting the greedy capitalist bills, there is hardly time to rapport with one's kids. Two three jobs, barely enough time to rest much less to find time to get to know one's growing children, the modern day parents are just stressed out. Yet it is totally essential that parent find the time to get to chat, play and have intelligent discussion ever so often with their kids.
There is no need to emphasize that parents really love their children, that is why they are working so hard in the first place to provide the basic necessities for their kids and perhaps one and two other goodies. Love by the way is not giving your kids whatever they want whenever they want, it it is some of those with discipline and godly teachings.
Yeah, that is true, you need to talk God with your kids as often as you like. God will keep them in the straight and narrow way because he is a God of Righteousness. And besides God loves them as much as you could possibly love them.
Then talk Chemistry, physics, Maths, and whatever else your kids like to do. Maybe it is poetry or music they want to discuss or going to the movies or beach. Encourage them. Love them.
Handling the not so smart kids.
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Every parents dreams is to have smart kids who excel at school and sports. But not all kids realize their potentials. Many parents are troubled by their kids who does not perform to expectations. So what are they to do?
This is really difficult especially if the kids are grown and are rebellious. It is always a good idea to start with them from a tender age using psychology and encouraging reading and maths.
The biggest challenge is to always sow in their minds that they are brilliant, smart and will excel in live as long as they apply themselves to learning.
Discipline has always equal success.
So reason without the big stick and make sure the carrot is never far away for every little progress.
Every parents dreams is to have smart kids who excel at school and sports. But not all kids realize their potentials. Many parents are troubled by their kids who does not perform to expectations. So what are they to do?
This is really difficult especially if the kids are grown and are rebellious. It is always a good idea to start with them from a tender age using psychology and encouraging reading and maths.
The biggest challenge is to always sow in their minds that they are brilliant, smart and will excel in live as long as they apply themselves to learning.
Discipline has always equal success.
So reason without the big stick and make sure the carrot is never far away for every little progress.
Hard to get woman?
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These hard to get women sometimes turn out to be the best women in bed! So they are worth the fight! The are decent and just knows how to play their trump card. Keep the course. You will get lucky!
Mind you though, many of these women are on an ego trip, and enjoys the idea of being pursued relentlessly. And probably may not be even worth the effort. So becareful not to put all your eggs in one basket. Have options.
Enjoy the challenge.
These hard to get women sometimes turn out to be the best women in bed! So they are worth the fight! The are decent and just knows how to play their trump card. Keep the course. You will get lucky!
Mind you though, many of these women are on an ego trip, and enjoys the idea of being pursued relentlessly. And probably may not be even worth the effort. So becareful not to put all your eggs in one basket. Have options.
Enjoy the challenge.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Committment To One Man
Most men in today's world of liberation would like to have a "one woman man" type of woman before they can give not just their heart but all their worldly endowments. The smart and blessed woman will recognize this type of demand by her man and seek to ensure he gets just that. Faithfulness. She will be loyal and devoted to her husband when it comes to sex in this promiscous world we all live in.
In doing that, she will make her man proud of her. She will melt his heart and have his total devotion and have also even to his last penny! Her indirect control and powers over him will be enormous.
So those women out there who wants a good manand also wants to keep him when you get him, please strive to be faithful! Faithfulness is what all the men want in their women!
In doing that, she will make her man proud of her. She will melt his heart and have his total devotion and have also even to his last penny! Her indirect control and powers over him will be enormous.
So those women out there who wants a good manand also wants to keep him when you get him, please strive to be faithful! Faithfulness is what all the men want in their women!
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
The Power of Confession
Most people are good lovers but rarely give the best of their love potential, due to the fact that they are not ready or prepared to give their best or they are simply not allowed to do so. When love is involved it is easy to love with passion and to give unselfishly but the question is, is the other party reciprocating?
How can a man love a woman for 20 years and still find her attractive and sexciting? If a man consistently affirms privately or publicly to his buddies, families and his spouse that he truly loves her, chances are he will lover her eternally. And when a woman knows she is the sole object of her husband lust, love and affection she will give more than what is bargain for by her husband. Confessions is like noursihment to love. It strenghtens love intensely. Constantly say it not necessarily to her, but to others as well, reinforcing it in your mind. "I love her. I love her more than anything else in the world. She is everything I ever wanted. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. She looks extremely good for her age. I am crazy about her. I don't want another woman but her. She really makes me happy!" And you can go on. You passion and lust for her will grow everyday.
So just start confessing it now!!!
Anthony Persaud.
persaudanthony@yahoo.com
How can a man love a woman for 20 years and still find her attractive and sexciting? If a man consistently affirms privately or publicly to his buddies, families and his spouse that he truly loves her, chances are he will lover her eternally. And when a woman knows she is the sole object of her husband lust, love and affection she will give more than what is bargain for by her husband. Confessions is like noursihment to love. It strenghtens love intensely. Constantly say it not necessarily to her, but to others as well, reinforcing it in your mind. "I love her. I love her more than anything else in the world. She is everything I ever wanted. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. She looks extremely good for her age. I am crazy about her. I don't want another woman but her. She really makes me happy!" And you can go on. You passion and lust for her will grow everyday.
So just start confessing it now!!!
Anthony Persaud.
persaudanthony@yahoo.com
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