Every now and again I make this list of things I would like to do at some point in my life before I die (hopefully this is giving me plenty of time). Below is the current state of this list. I have included some of the things I always wanted to do that I managed to get done. (more…)

Cursed! Cursed are those of us who choose to escape into books. Those of us for whom the realms we enter can become as real as this one. Those of us who devour the words as though their meanings were vital to our very survival. Sacrificing sleep as though by separating our minds from this earthly place, we give our bodies the much needed rest.

So was I cursed last night, hit by a curse of literati eternum as I gorged myself on J.K. Rowling’s latest installment in the saga of young Harry Potter. My stomach remembered not that I had no proper dinner, my body ached not for the sleep that it was due. (more…)

…a replacement best friend. Must be willing to start in an entry-level position, with an eye to promotion in the future.

Job responsibilities:

• provide a shoulder to cry on in times of need
• be a constructive sounding board for all my ideas weird or otherwise
• celebratory sidekick for all the joyous wacky moments

This job description may be changed following agreement by both parties. (more…)

Ok, now I thought I was still in the Caribbean. That nice safe side of the world where bombs don’t go off in the middle of the day. So why when I get out of class yesterday is everyone all in a tizzy trying to make sure people can get home?

A bomb?!? Are they serious?!? In Trinidad?!? O……..k………. At this point, one of the girls in my class ended up staying the night with our teacher rather than travel home since she had to go right through downtown.

The one word that keeps coming up is ’senseless’. (more…)

As the screams rain down
I close my eyes to shut out the sound
But still the screams continue

I’m hearing the words
Never before such hate and such hurt
And still the screams continue

The beat of my heart
Keeps time as that voice tears me apart
And still the screams continue

A child cries inside
Begging to be allowed to hide
Cause still the screams continue

Then it is gone
The air is still and I’m alone
But still the screams continue

Never been more afraid
Those words keep ringing through my brain
And so the screams continue

Editorial note: Ok, I am a little annoyed because I had written a poem a couple days ago that I planned to post but lo and behold I get here and can’t find it in my bag. I will have to assume I left it at home which is too far to walk to come back here just now, so I have to post something else. What’s written below has been on my mind for a while so gonna use that for today’s post.

I have always believed that each person is a never-ending work-in-progress and I figure that rather than just let the changes happen randomly and arbitrarily (as this is not always for the better) we should play some part in the changes that happen. Over the last several years I have made a conscious effort to undertake improvements of myself. Each year on looking back I can identify one particular aspect of myself that I managed to work on. (more…)

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to say farewell to a dearly departed Friendship. Its light shone brightly for a short time and then in a flash was gone, leaving behind the One and the Other. It is not for us to question its death, but to celebrate its life. Let us remember the joys, move past the sorrows. Let us give thanks for the smiles and release the tears. It is often said that friends come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime. Let us acknowledge the reason, reminisce on the season and carry the memory of the Friendship for the rest of our lifetime. (more…)

A couple days this week I sent sitting in the 2nd Caribbean International Arts Education Symposium. This was actually the first ever conference that I actually felt truly interested in the subject matter. Hearing these Caribbean and international perspectives on the need for arts education, the state of arts education in the region, the need for strong policy support for arts education, etc.

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I felt I needed to respond to the comments I received for my little story:

1. I never came here to find no man either but if is so it go then so be it. Of course, let me just still add that I have not yet found my true happiness yet, still searching and will be returning home as scheduled so no worries guys. Not sure where this “Heeltun” thing comes from, never knew I was stepping on a gyal foot. Sorry Kells!!
2. The heart stopping was not meant as a permanent one, that would be a sad story indeed.
3. I definitely agree with this statement “If only they were all that simple and ended so well.” Of course I never said that was the end of the story, nor that the ending was happy.
4. And for dear sweet Le-Anne - I need me something like this too!! I just thought this sounded like a nice modern-day fairy tale - 2 people meet and are drawn together, they spend an extended time becoming friends and then one day magically discover that there is a chemistry and love between them. Sounds like how it should go, no?