No Matter What

She's just a child. She comes by my house occasionally. I'll admit I groan at times seeing her walk up my steps. A blue crayon has traces of her on my mop and a support board on our veranda. The laptop has been pounded by her fingers when she's left out of my reach. Toys have never been mistreated like they are when she is here. Her mouth produces words I didn't know till I was a teenager. Discipline was/is unnecessary because she is too little. (according to her father)  Her mother just made a child with a next man....a mere boy himself. Meet Angelica...she's three years old. Pray that I would have patience with her and know how to handle her when she is here. Her cousin is in Kindergarten in the Limes school. My first impression of him was not much different than hers. I would pass him on the road and he would have no respect and wouldn't greet me like Grenadian children are supposed to. His father is in prison. His mother was a teenage runaway. He come

Hungry?...apparently it was in it's dying days!  Maybe this picture is more appetizing? This is manicou (possum) that joined a pot of Brown Down. It was a free Friday night so Sid cooked the pot and we hosted the event. ....These ingredients maybe look more appealing. Okra, potatoes, carrots, and many seasonings were included in it as well! Not so bad looking after all eh?  Quite delicious...the dumplings are one of my favorite and I ate more of those than anything else! As a farewell for Pastor John and Ms. Rachel the churches got together at a playing field. It was accompanied with delicious bbq chicken and macaroni pie supplied by the Laborie people!   Since it is almost routine to post a picture of my pets I better would. lol. Here are the nine, little, freshly hatched peepers that showed up yesterday! I can't wait to work with chicks again when I get stateside. Ginger so kindly took pictures for us for Christmas cards.