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Take me to this landof sweet sugar cane and Mount Gay Rum,Take me to BARBADOS

We attended St. Stephen’s Primary School in Barbados, and every afternoon at twelve O’clock, my sisters, my cousins and I would hurry down Black Rock Main Road, to a family friend’s home for lunch. He didn't have a refrigerator, so he kept his water in a clay monkey, in the corner of his small shed roof. Excerpt from 'OVER IN AWAY

CHRISTMAS FUSS IN BARBADOS IN THE 70’SGinger immersed in the brewed sorrel was always tempting. There was also the aroma of the red English apples on the table, and ripe golden apples smelling heavenly. The smell of the new cloth, from the curtains reminded us that it was Christmas. There was also the smell of the oil skin tablecloth on our varnished table, the smell of new sheets on our bed, and not forgetting the smell of the big shaddock which sat in the center of the table.

When I was a little girl growing up in Barbados- I never had to worry about 5-a-day, On a given day, I ate hog plums, mangoes, sugar apples, tamarinds, golden- apples, gooseberries, ackees, and dunks.

-CHRISTMAS FUSS IN BARBADOS-Mother would remove the ham from an off white wrappped canvas bag, boiled it for a few hours, then she'd stick cloves all over it, and placed it in the oven,until was baked to perfection- I can still remember that smell-OVER IN AWAY

Bajan PrideI am the “Pride of Barbados”Yes I am,Representing my countryfrom land to land,Standing talland walking proud,Bajan representationin every crowdWherever I travelin this world,I will always be A Bajan Girl

One-one blow does kill ole cow (Bajan Proverb)

To roam those gold, sandy beaches,And to feel crystal through my toes, How I feel about my sweet Barbados, Nobody knows

Saturday CHORES in Barbados way back when:1. Clean the house2. Wash school uniforms by hand with Breeze powder detergent3. Complete Voice of Prophecy lessons...I really miss those childhood days in "My Sweet Barbados