We had Guyanese folks in the house, tonight :P....
wooottt, someone give me a holla. AlamdiouAllah we had folks visiting from Guyana on vaco visiting at our family friends house. Honestly it was beautiful I love a full house, and i watched on, praying inside of me hoping one day , and praying to Allah (swt ) to have children and a beautiful love right by my side. Hearing the little boy speak, made my cringe I envy him, his accent, i asked him questions about his school back home, his class mates, the sports, the stores.... i never thought i would say this but i miss Guyana, sweet old Guyana...
My mom is so beautiful when shes laughing with her friend, i swear their sisters.... and it's like their six-teen, and i'm the mother rolling my eyes at them, at every thing they say ....dad and the uncles watched the game :
one uncle puts it " shoot bai, shoot bai, mek one more sweet !!!"
the little boy " uncle a how dem, a mek the ice with that ailer sign pon it ?"
It was beauty to my ears hearing them speak, I truly heard the accent tonight, and saw my culture unfold infront of my eyes. My dad was talking about , when he was little he would climb the coconut trees and get coconuts, and spy on the pretty girls, from down below. My mom and her friend Aunty Zienna, talked about their " small -hood days " ( youth).
As they were leaving the aunty came to me, and I said goodbye, safe flight home ...enjoy your stay in Canada, and go to wested and shop up. She held my face and said " gyal , me a come to ya wedding, if God spare mea life". I looked to her, wanting to tell her a date, or a year, or that there was even someone, I just smiled alot to hold back what I didn't want to come out. Just sometimes a stranger can impact you in so many ways.
I had to do a cpr course this morning, AlamdiouAllah i got it done, was alot of demonstrations. While waiting for the others, I just had to ramble about myself to this young gal that was the instructor, she listened, didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes told me she was there before, and theres a cure to what you, and others feel, she told me there was a cure. and i really pray there is a cure.
so i leave with this...... words, that are confusion to me, and make no sense at all, hoepfully i find what i'm looking for .
smile, because life is too short, and beautiful :)
wooottt, someone give me a holla. AlamdiouAllah we had folks visiting from Guyana on vaco visiting at our family friends house. Honestly it was beautiful I love a full house, and i watched on, praying inside of me hoping one day , and praying to Allah (swt ) to have children and a beautiful love right by my side. Hearing the little boy speak, made my cringe I envy him, his accent, i asked him questions about his school back home, his class mates, the sports, the stores.... i never thought i would say this but i miss Guyana, sweet old Guyana...
My mom is so beautiful when shes laughing with her friend, i swear their sisters.... and it's like their six-teen, and i'm the mother rolling my eyes at them, at every thing they say ....dad and the uncles watched the game :
one uncle puts it " shoot bai, shoot bai, mek one more sweet !!!"
the little boy " uncle a how dem, a mek the ice with that ailer sign pon it ?"
It was beauty to my ears hearing them speak, I truly heard the accent tonight, and saw my culture unfold infront of my eyes. My dad was talking about , when he was little he would climb the coconut trees and get coconuts, and spy on the pretty girls, from down below. My mom and her friend Aunty Zienna, talked about their " small -hood days " ( youth).
As they were leaving the aunty came to me, and I said goodbye, safe flight home ...enjoy your stay in Canada, and go to wested and shop up. She held my face and said " gyal , me a come to ya wedding, if God spare mea life". I looked to her, wanting to tell her a date, or a year, or that there was even someone, I just smiled alot to hold back what I didn't want to come out. Just sometimes a stranger can impact you in so many ways.
I had to do a cpr course this morning, AlamdiouAllah i got it done, was alot of demonstrations. While waiting for the others, I just had to ramble about myself to this young gal that was the instructor, she listened, didn't say anything, but the look in her eyes told me she was there before, and theres a cure to what you, and others feel, she told me there was a cure. and i really pray there is a cure.
so i leave with this...... words, that are confusion to me, and make no sense at all, hoepfully i find what i'm looking for .
smile, because life is too short, and beautiful :)
posted by Surrendering at 8:48 PM
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