Saturday, January 31, 2015

What‘s up with the measles situation? Most adults were immunized as children and no infectivity took place. Many parents are not letting their children be vaccinated so now there is an out break of measles. All I have to say is, “What’s next?”

“ON A PERSONAL NOTE; if you do not tell them, someone else will tell them. Let it come from you and not from a stranger, friend, classmate etc. You will be surprised to know how much your child/children know about life. I know that many of us don’t like to discuss sex with our children, but from a very early age they will start questioning you. Be kind, gentle and honest with your answer.”

My son was 5 the first time he asked me about sex. I told him that sex is about male or female gender…. the difference between humans, animals etc. Our body parts tell if we are boy or girl etc. That was the answer until he turned seven.
One day when I picked him up from school he said, “Mom what is sex, and do not tell me it is male or female or all the other things that you and dad say to me about it?”
I was thinking, Lord why me and not his father? Although I was a little uncomfortable I knew that I had to be as truthful as possible because I felt he must have heard about it from his friends. I said, “Sex is an intimate moment between two people.”
“You and dad did it because you had me?”
“Yes.”
“So you did it again because you are having a baby?”
“Yes,” I said.
“Okay,” He said.
I was happy that he accepted that answer but I was feeling embarrassed.
 My daughter was 6 years when she said, “Mom a girl in my class was wearing a bracelet and she said that it was a sex bracelet. Do you know what a sex bracelet is?”
“I heard about it, but what did you hear about it?”
“She said that it was for boys to come on to her.”
I was taken aback, but we discussed it.
I grew up thinking that sex was a sin and a secret. It is not to be discussed so I did not have discussions with anyone about it. When I got pregnant with my son I was embarrassed that people would know that I am doing it. That was 25 years ago. When we talk about it today Paul and Sarah would say, “That’s life!”
Always have honest to goodness conversations with your child/children. Find a comfortable spot and speak the truth.

Thursday, January 29, 2015

“This world is vast yet at times it seems so small. We all have a look-alike; double, twin, mirror image and that can be a scary thing.”

There are people that I don’t know, but they argue that we met at so-and-so place. I would insist that we did not and they sometimes get angry because they believe that I am not being truthful. There are times people would smile at me… I return the smile and those moments just ends with a good feeling. At times they smile as though they know me and then I would start taxing my brain, ‘Oh my gosh, am I suppose to know this person? Oh Jesus, who is this?
“Allison? How are you?” They would ask. I would be still taxing my brain to remember, but I would say, “I’m good. How are you?” … My brain would be going a mile a minute saying, ‘Remember, remember. Oh gosh remember. Not for hell would I remember.” 
“You don’t remember me right?” They sometimes ask.
“I am sorry. You do look familiar, but I cannot put a name to your face,” I would say… feeling a bit embarrassed. They would tell me and weather or not we know each other, we usually have a good conversation.
One day a lady said that I helped her in Alaska. I explained to her that it wasn’t me. I have never been to Alaska. I stood there listening to her try to make me remember that we met. It hurt to see a bit of disappointment on her face as she went on detailing the happy moment she shared with my look-alike.
A man said he met me while traveling to England with his elderly mother. Midway into the flight she had a situation; I helped her and did not complain. I told him I have never been to England and he said that I have a look-alike.
This one had me in a tizzy, because I did visit those two countries during the years mentioned.
A man smiled at me and said, “Hi. How you doing? It is so good to see you.”
I said hi, it’s good to see you too, but I did not smile.
He said, “You are Trinidadian, right?”
“Yes. I am.”
“You don’t remember me?”
“No. I don’t.”
“We met 1979 in Canada then 1982 in the Bahamas,” He said.
A feeling of awkwardness crossed my heart as I calmly said, “We did, where in Canada and where in the Bahamas?”
“At Niagara Falls and we both stayed at the same hotel on Paradise Island in the Bahamas.”
I explained, to him that I was in Canada in 1979. I did not visit the fall. I was in the Bahamas in 1982 but I did not stay at a hotel on Paradise Island.
He looked at me as though I was not being truthful, but then he said, “There is a person out there who has a great resemblance to you.”
“We all have a double,” I said and that was the end of the conversation, but the man kept looking at me as though I am two-faced…


Wednesday, January 28, 2015

“Love is tender!”

Stop beating or verbally abusing your child/children then say to them, “You know I did it because I love you.” That statement is wrong and should not be stated! Love doesn’t hurt. People hurt people. There should be a cut off age for licks/beating/blows. I believe from ages 10 it should stop. Yes your child/children might be hard of hearing, stubborn, but there are other ways to discipline them. Do not let your child/children believe that being abusive is the right and only way to defuse a situation. Somebody has to break the chain of painful and hurtful punishment.
Love is tender. It is the sweetest feeling you feel and it does not make you inflict pain. Using love as your excuse for inflicting pain is sending the wrong message. Later in life if your child is being badly treated he/she is going to accept the executor’s reason, “Do you see what you made me do? I am doing it (Abusing you) because I love you”… 

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

If he or she hits you, I say end the relationship. That strike you received should never happen. You cannot rehabilitate an abuser. He or she will try to convince you that it is your fault why he or she hits you. That is a LIE. The abuser will eventually kill you. There are so many heartbreaking stories of relationships that ended in death. Please— NOT three strikes and you are out. One strike and get out…
I have read the bible from cover to cover and maybe I miss the part where God says to stay in an abusive situation. I am reading it again and if I come across that part, I will post it.
He beats you! You feel hurt from the blows as well as from the idea that he/she raised his/her hand at you. Your friend/s… They are not your friend/s because a friend would not want you to be hurt. So the associate/s who tells you that you are the wife, don’t leave your home, you should stay, ask them one question… ‘Would you come to my home and take the licks for me’? Now you would know who your friend/s is.

Abuse, mistreatment, cruelty, ill-treatment, violence, maltreatment, neglect, exploitation, misuse, is wounding, it is not love so stop saying that you are doing it because you love him/her.

Today I am talking about abuse. To all of you who are being abused, YOU CANNOT REHABILITATE AN ABUSER!

Monday, January 26, 2015

Movie weather so my favorite movies…

Hackers, Stigmata, Avatar, Apocalypto, 12 Years of Slave, DJango, Madea, O Brother, A thin line between love and hate, Where Art Thou?, The Expendables, Mission Impossible, The Book of Eli, RED, Amelie, The Chronicles of Riddick, Ghost, EDtv, Jingle All The Way, This Christmas, How The Grinch Stole Christmas,  The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Hunger Games, but Lucy takes the cake. I saw Lucy yesterday and I loved it. It is the movie that I am going to watch over and over until another move comes along to take the cake…. What is your favorite movie/s?

Blizzard! Snowstorm! Whiteout!

It really doesn’t matter what you call it, it already started. The weatherman said that we are going to get 2 feet or more of snow. It is winter and it is not the end of the world. I hope you have; A warm coat, hat, scarf, gloves… When I head out, I must have an umbrella. I remember, years ago when I was living in New Jersey, I would step out with my umbrella on snowy days. I did not see anyone else walking around with one. People used to look at me as though I was odd, but I ignored them because snow blowing in my face is uncomfortable. It blinds you so walking is more treacherous. I still head out with my umbrella, but I see many people out with theirs. Enjoy your day and be safe.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

“Happy Sunday to you”

Disappointment will come it is a way of life. Do not let it get you down. It is not the end of the world and you are alive… living to face another day another story. Step over the disappointment and move on to the next chapter. 
The sudden disappointment of a hope leaves a scar which the ultimate fulfillment of that hope never entirely removes. Thomas Hardy — 1840-1928
A blessed safe day to you and yours.

Saturday, January 24, 2015

You ever cooking something and everybody in your home are not hungry, but they looking at you like it is your fault why the food is not finished cooking?

Bob Marley – Who The Cap Fits

Man to man is so unjust. Children you don’t know who to trust. Your worst enemy could be your best friend and your best friend your worse enemy. Some will eat and drink with you. Then behind them su-su ‘pon you. Only your friend know your secrets, so only he could reveal it. And who the cap fits, let them wear it! Who the cap fits, let them wear it! Said I throw me corn, me no call no fowl; I sayin, “Cook-cook-cook, cluk-cluk-cluk.
Some will hate you, pretend they love you now. Then behind they try to eliminate you. But who Jah bless, no one curse. Thank God, we’re past the worse. Hypocrites and parasites. Will come up and take a bite. And if your night should turn to day. A lot of people would run away. And who the stock fits, let them wear it. Who the cap fits let the wear it. Ah throw me corn, me no call no fowl…

“Facebook Blockers”

Why do people send you a friend request on FB, you accept then they block you from seeing what they post? Is it because they are copying and pasting what you post to their wall or are they just sneaky? Sneaky, like a snake! And on that note I wish you a blessed safe day. If you have to be outside in the snow, watch you steps.

Friday, January 23, 2015

“I have a lot of respect for polite and cultured men”

I did not change my profile picture because I am not into pictures. Is that a bad thing? I love to write. I love fiction. I love non-fiction. I love drama. I love to inspire. I love to intrigue. I love to make my readers wonder.
Do I look stressed? Do I sound stressed? Why do some of my FB male friends messaging me asking me bullshit! Although my profile states that I am married and my name is Allison, they would start with, Hi Sexy/Sweetheart/Honey/Darling and the best one Hi Lover. They address me as though we wake up in the same bed every day. I am on FB just to be inspired and to inspire, to laugh, to make you laugh and to stay in touch with my Trinbago folks… especially when we take each other down memory lane to our lifestyle from childhood to adult. To all my FB male friends who have been, gentlemen… polite and cultured men, Thank you and I appreciate you’. To all my FB male friends who are rude… ill-mannered, no class I am deleting you in a flash…  

Thursday, January 22, 2015

The way some people treat you is an experience you sometimes lament over.

‘Good for you’ was one of the sayings by the old folks from Trinidad and Tobago.

They would say it when something good happened to you. There were some mean-spirited people who used to say it when something bad happened to you. You may fall, cut yourself, etc., and they would shout out, “Good fuh yuh!” (Good for you).
If I say it to you then something good did happened to you and I am wishing you the best. My wish for you today is that something that is ‘Good for you’ will happen to you…

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Proverb 16:1-9

Man may make plans in his heart, but what the tongue utters is from the LORD. All the ways of a man may be pure in is own eyes,  but it is the LORD who proves the spirit. Entrust your works to the LORD, and your plans will succeed. The LORD has made everything for his own ends, even the wicked of rhe evil day. Every proud man is an abomination to the LORD; I assure you that he will not go unpunished. By kindness and piety guilt is expiated, and by the fear of the LORD man avoids evil. When the LORD is pleased with a man’s ways, he makes even his enemies be at peace with him. Better a little with virtue, than a large income with injustice. In his mind a man plans his course, but the LORD direct his steps.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

“Mock ah Trini”

My children just got me flabbergasted with something that we were discussing so my Trini twang, accent came out full blast; “Buh wait nah, whey yuh say?” (But wait a minute, what did you say?”) I asked, but my children change the conversation and started to mock me.
“Mom, mih friens go be shock to hear yuh talk like ah Trini,” Paul said.
“Mine too,” Sarah said.
“Dat is all yuh an all yuh friens’. Whey yuh say before?”
“Nah, we go talk ah bout dat later. You had us speaking Standard English. Our friends used to ask us if we study in England,” He said.
“Ah glad, dat ah did correct all yuh when all yuh talk. Today all yuh, excellent in English.
“Yeah. Ah pass de class, wit ah A,” Paul said.
“Ah pass de class wit ah A too. One thing ah could do is mock ah Trini, oui,” Sarah said.
“I could real do dat. Buh Sarah, we should have ah day call, mock ah Trini, day right?” Paul said.
“Yeah. Buh Paul, yuh askin’ answers?” Sarah said.”
 “All yuh ass too happy oui, I said. Hysterical.

Monday, January 19, 2015

The Blackman is still marching. Walking to be free. Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind. ― Langston Hughes (1902-1967)

Martin Luther King Jr. Born: January 15, 1929, Atlanta — Assassinated: April 4, 1968, Memphis — 46 years ago.

Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. ― Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

If we are to go forward, we must go back and rediscover those precious values - that all reality hinges on moral foundations and that all reality has spiritual control. — Dr. Martin Luther King. Jr, (1929-1968)

Of all the forms of inequality, injustice in health care is the most shocking and inhumane. — Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

It may be true that the law cannot make a man love me, but it can keep him from lynching me, and I think that's pretty important. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

Science investigates religion interprets. Science gives man knowledge which is power religion gives man wisdom which is control. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

I want to be the white man's brother, not his brother-in-law. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

Means we use must be as pure as the ends we seek. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

A right delayed is a right denied. Martin Luther King Jr. (1929-1968)

Saturday, January 17, 2015

“They live among us and it is scary”

We really don’t know what our neighbors are harboring. The world is not the same world we used to know. An inactive rocket launcher was discovered during a raid on a Bushwick apartment. NYPD is still investigating.

Friday, January 16, 2015

Be nice, the young ones are looking at you.

My daughter had a disagreement with an elderly person. She came home from school and looked pissed, but as usual I did not ask because I knew the drama would unfold. She eventually took the tin of Milo, put a spoon in her mouth, ate it then she said, “I really do not understand old people. You know you are on your way out, oh gosh, why won’t you be nicer?”

I believe — Luke 6:38. Give, and it will be given to you: Good measure, pressed down shaken together, and running over will be put into your bosom. For with the same measure that you use, it will be measured back to you.


Thursday, January 15, 2015

People need to stop accepting the bullshit that is taking place in their lives. God doesn't want us to be unhappy so I do not agree with the statement; “It is God’s plan.”

There are some men who will never be kind or loving to women.

Dogmatic! A doctrinaire! Just determine to treat her badly and refusing to accept that there are better ways of treating her. For the men who have a heart, who have the gift of kindness, who say I love you and you feel the love from them, Thank you.
Life is stressful and added to it some men are unkind, mean, ruthless, cruel, wicked, callous, heartless, hurtful, harsh and I can go on and on.
Menstruation— The pre-menstrual syndrome and menstrual cramps.
Child-birth— Postpartum depression. Baby blues after childbirth is real.
Menopause— One moment she feels hot, hot, hot. The next moment she is freezing. One minute she is happy and the next minute she is crying. The aches and pains in her body, etc.
She gave birth to you so I believe in all evenhandedness to her, you should delve deeply into her issues. There are many books that give great accounts about women. Please get a copy and read. It won’t be the end of the world. Life is to short. Make a happy home.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

“Did you hear about this?”

The latest victims of the war against children. Explosives were strapped to a 10 year old girl in Kano, Nigeria. It exploded while she was in a crowded market. She died along with 20 people. Children are now suicide bombers. What’s next? Horrifying!  

Monday, January 12, 2015

“My Story, 2015 a new chapter”

I thank GOD. I thank my LUCKY STARS. A new year, a new story, my history and the chapter started. It cannot be amended, but I could forget about it. I have no intention of doing that. This is my opportunity, and I am going to live each day, doing the things I love to do; loving the people close to me, praising GOD, cooking and writing. A blessed safe day to you and yours.

Sunday, January 11, 2015

“Live your life”

Stop worrying about the people who do not support you.  Thank God for blessing you with your gift…your talent.
Stop worrying about the people who trash you, tell lies about you. Thank God for giving them the energy to make others know that you are alive — breathing.
Stop worry about the negative vibrations that many of them will convey. Thank God for the strength and the courage to pay no attention to them. Live your life and love it too.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

“Life is what you make it”

“Nightly romantic walks”

Holding hands with the one you love, walking and talking on the beach or in your neighborhood on a moonlit night is a thing of the past. If you want to take that night time romantic walk you must be able to defend yourself and your companion. I love to kick so I say it is not too late to learn kickboxing. A blessed safe day to you and yours.

Friday, January 9, 2015

“The annoying mother”

My daughter said, “Mom you are grinding my gears!”
“What does that mean?”
“I am 17 yrs. I am not a child. You want me to wear boots and a scarf. You are acting as though I am in elementary school. I am pissed.”
“When your asthma starts or you get a cold, who do you call?”
“Mom I will wear the boots, but not the scarf.”
I agreed because her coat zips all the way up. LORD, you know twenty years ago I used to dress wrong in the winter because I wanted to look cute. I am going to stop being the annoying mother, starting this winter.

Ok so it is snowing and it is winter so what's new? It is the first snowy Friday in my neck of the woods for 2015. I told my daughter it is snowing so now I am waiting to see what footwear is her choice as she dresses for school.

Happy Friday. It is cold this morning not as cold as yesterday, but all I have to say to that is,”Thank God for seeing another day.” A blessed safe day to you and yours. A prayer for you.

Ps.115:1, 14. Not to us, O LORD, not to us but to your name give glory because of your kindness, because of your truth. May the LORD bless you more and more, both you and your children. Amen.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

The Forest Is Our Home—The Sequel To Jan’s Mysterious Adventure— by A Valentine Joseph

“What Is Happiness?” She began.  Where can one live and not have to worry about the unthinkable, the unimaginable, the unbelievable and the unspeakable things that are happening in the world. I know of a place like this.
I was born in a dense and desolate forest. It may seem scary to many people who walk through it. Our house was a wooden house situated in the middle of many tall trees like the Poui, immortal, silk cotton and teak. We had no electricity, so at nights, the area gets pitch-black. It was still very dark on moonlit nights, because the trees block the sky. I never saw stars or the moon until I came into the civilized world.
There were five rooms in our house – a dining room, kitchen, and three bedrooms. Our toilet was a latrine. The flames from two flambeaus illuminated the house. Our water supply came from drums that were filled by the rain. Most of our baths were taken in the river, and our showers were taken when it was raining. We had no television, telephone, radio or a clock, so we depended on the cock and the sun to know the time. When the cock crowed, our day started and that was at ‘fo-day mornin’ –just before dawn.
 My father, mother, brother, Kenneth and I would have breakfast. After breakfast, my father went to work on a farm and we stayed at home, tending to the animals and the garden. At midday or when the sun was directly over head, we broke for lunch.
The farm my father worked on was about three miles away from our home. His pay for services rendered was by bartering, so he came home with grocery supplies, clothes or animals. The animals he received were chickens, ducks and goats. He also received two cows. Kenneth and I would gather the eggs from the chickens and we would milk the cows and the goats.
 The cow’s milk was put in a bowl, covered and left overnight on the table. The next day, my mother would skim off the cream, put it in a bottle, pour some water in the bottle over the cream, then tap the bottle lightly on a folded piece of cloth. This shakes the cream up in the water so that the excess milk would come out of the cream and into the water. She poured off the water, added some more, then continued shaking. The cream turns into butter and it floats on the water. My mom would scoop out the butter, put it in a bowl, and add a little salt then mix it. The butter was eaten on homemade bread that was baked in a dirt oven. This oven was made by my father. He built a frame with bamboo and pieces of wood, in the shape of a dome. When he was finished building the frame, he cut up grass and mixed it with dirt, adding water to make a paste. He then proceeded to slap the paste onto the frame. When he was done, he wet a piece of cloth and wiped it, making it smooth. Some weeks after it dried, my mother started baking bread and cakes in it. Food was cooked over a fire or on a coal pot.
Kenneth and I would go hiking in the forest. Sometimes we walked to areas where we heard voices. We hid behind trees so the people could not see us. There were days when he went to work with my father, and I would hike deep into the forest where the trees are very big and where there is thick tall bamboo grass. At a particular time of the day, the forest gets very quiet. I would lie on the ground, looking up at the trees, and listen to the silence. The most peaceful tranquil moment filled my space and I sometimes fall asleep. On most occasions, the rustling of the bamboo leaves by the wind would wake me, and I knew the forest was coming alive. I listened, as the bamboo stems rubbed against each other. The, woo woo woo woo sound it makes is the wake up call for the animals. A garden lizard may scamper by or an iguana would run up a tree. The monkeys swing from branch to branch, flipping as they did. It was as though they were trying to show what they could do. The parrots, the toucan, the kiskadee, and many other birdcalls, echoed through the forest. I like hearing the kiskadee, because this bird sings its name over and over as it says, “kis ka dee.” There were snakes in the forest, but not in the area where we hiked. The mongoose lived in this part of the forest, and they kill snakes. Living in the forest is my happiness.

People have become so thin-skinned, sensitive, oversensitive, hypersensitive, touchy, easily upset and it makes life frightening. Nobody accepts a joke anymore. They take the funny story to heart. What the… Jesus!

If you have to face the cold today, I hope you have all the necessary paraphernalia you will need. Bundle up. Make sure that you have hat, scarf, gloves, etc. it is 9º Fahrenheit and the wind chills is 6º below. I hope you do not have to be out in the beastly cold for too long. Enjoy your day and be safe.


Wednesday, January 7, 2015

“No peace”

This morning I am thinking about Trinidad and Tobago and the world. When will the heartlessness, cruelty, callousness, cold-bloodedness, mercilessness, unkindness, pitilessness end?
I do not wish people bad, but I wish that the people who commit crimes on the innocent pay for it as soon as possible. Day by day their conscience should be cluttered with their crimes so that their days are nerve-racking and their nights sleepless. No peace for the wicked. 

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

“Quotes I Like”

"Eleven Hints for Life" — Author Unknown
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.


"Eleven Hints for Life" — Author Unknown
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.


"Eleven Hints for Life" — Author Unknown
A careless word may kindle strife. A cruel word may wreck a life. A timely word may level stress. But a loving word may heal and bless.


"Eleven Hints for Life" — Author Unknown
Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person too.



"Eleven Hints for Life" — Author Unknown
Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.

Governor Mario Cuomo, 52nd Governor of New York. Born June 15, 1932 — Died January 1, 2015

“I protect my right to be a Catholic by preserving your right to believe as a Jew, a Protestant, or non-believer, or as anything else you choose. We know that the price of seeking to force our beliefs on others is that they might some day force theirs on us.
When I worked at SUNY College of Optometry, I had the opportunity to speak to Governor Cuomo. He was a pleasant gentleman. May he Rest in peace. 

Sunday, January 4, 2015

“Happy Sunday to you and yours. The first Sunday of 2015. Thank God we are seeing it. Enjoy your day and be safe.”

Every day Angela saw Larry on her way to work. The first day he spoke to her she walked away with a smile and every time she saw him, he made her laugh. She liked him and looked forward to seeing him, but one day while they were talking he said, “My wifie works.”
“Okay. Anyway I have to go.”
He had a wife so she decided to avoid him. After three days of avoiding him, she was unsuccessful on the fourth day. The moment she stepped out of the building where she worked, he was standing outside waiting on her.
“Hi Angela, I have not seen you for three days and I was worried about you. Are you okay?”
“Yes I am. My work hours changed; that’s why we missed each other,” She said, although she knew that was a lie.
“I would like to take you to dinner.”
“Larry, you are a nice person, but you are married so I am not going out with you,” She said.
“I am not married.”
“The last time we spoke you said that your wifie works.”
“Wifie? No I was telling you that my wiFi was working …

Friday, January 2, 2015

I believe that there is a better way to discipline children. Somebody has to break the chain of painful and hurtful punishment. The most stern and disapproving people are usually the ones who are struggling with their own hidden guilt.

“A New year so new rules!”

Shut up and listen to your children! Stop beating them! You may not want to hear it, but remember we all did wrong thing. Some of us are still doing wrong things.
Listen to your children; especially your daughter/s. Do not leave her with the impression that licks are the only thing that can mend a situation. You better listen otherwise she will find a boy/man who would listen. In most cases he will listens with his crotch! A blessed safe day to you and yours.