Dear Editor,
It seems like yesterday I was riding my bicycle along the coast, feeling the cool sea breeze that gently swayed the coconut trees and enjoying the smell of toasted Jeera being prepared for the lunchtime curry and roti dish. People were enjoying the tropical weather on their verandas and others were playing cricket with their friends. Then a beautiful young lady on a pristine donkey cart in her pink saree passed by on her way to market to sell sweets. She was comfortable, enjoying the easygoing pace that the cart driver had set. Another young lady was seen walking her cattle through the street and a flock of black belly sheep was enjoying the shade in front of the family’s home.
On the beach it was easy to find lots of whole shells and the half shells that already had a place to make it a pendant for a necklace. The waves had a rhythm and the birds were singing a lovely tune. Enough to inspire a poem.
Wata Wata
Everywhere to see
Look Mommy
Butterflies and Dragonflies
All around me
Coconut trees decorate the sky
The sound of waves crashing by
Sand in my shoes and shells in my hand
Toes wet because of where I stand
Wata Wata
Everywhere to see
Papi when next we going to 63
It was easy to see lots of fish by the Koker where I sat. Even a game of beach football was easy to be had. Along the road from the beach I stopped to look at a pair of Canje Pheasants with their peacock like crowns and elegant necklines. They seemed so comfortable with a visitor observing them. The sky was a gorgeous blue with plump white clouds. Easily a substitute for edible spun sugar. The fishing boats were docked and blue vessels lined the waterway. Lots of fresh fish for sale and salted fish being prepared. Further down the road guys are having a cold one, Banks of course, and an occasional Guinness in the crowd. For those who prefer the sweeter/hard stuff it is that golden 5 year old for the table chased/ mixed with fresh coconut water or on the rocks. You will not have to look far to see where it is grown. If you’re lucky you may even get to sample some of the cane freshly cut from a nearby Sugarcane Estate. The appetizers or “cutters” as they are locally known, are always hot and tasty. The spot with the best wiri wiri pepper sauce is the one to look out for. If there is achar then you are in for a real treat. Up for a more energetic pace, you will not have to look far to find a spot. The card games are quick and the dominoes are filled with love. You have to stay sharp to run with the regulars.
It was evening on the way back and the sun was setting. There is that feeling of calm in the air and it is easy to sense a change in nature. The Great Kiskadees were settling in for the night. Guyana is that sixish to sixish place when the sun rises and sets. Makes for a balanced way of being.
Laying in my hammock I was enjoying the evening breeze, seeing the sun dip in for the night and watching the stars slowly fill the sky. They are so close to you here in Guyana. The equator’s gift to our tropical paradise. It feels like being in heaven amongst the celestial bodies.
Best regards,
Jamil Changlee
Chairman
The Cooperative Republicans of Guyana
