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Jamaican Pride Shining Bright!!

With my countries exceptional performance on the world stage at the Olympics and not to mention the country celebrating her 50th year of independence…I HAD to do a post dedicated to my wonderful country!

Jamaica is a small island. The population is just 2.6million and it is literally just a dot on the world map. But yet we constantly shine and our presence and influence has stretched so far around the world, that it is easy to forget that the island is so small that it can be driven from tip to tip in 6hours. In Jamaica we have a phrase “it likkle but it tallawah” which perfectly captures the idea that despite our size; our strength is profound.

Jamaica has produced some of the world’s most decorated scholars, creative and visionary musical artist and LEGENDARY athletes. Our language has captivated the world, we created a religion that fascinates everyone and our food can make anyone drool.

I am a proud Jamaican and my gratitude and  LOVgrows more magnificent everyday!

This is a video by amazing vlogger and blogger Carla Moore celebrating Jamaica’s victory in the Olympics. Pay special attention to the end of the video when she explains the significance of Jamaica’s performance in England and reverse colonization.

Here are a few pictures celebrating Jamaica and its victory.

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I feel good when I’m wrapped up in your arms, dancing to a reggae song

I Feel Good : Beres Hammond

So I throw my cards on your table…

♪We’ll share the same room, yeah!- for Jah provide the bread♪

That sort of pure faith that Love conquers all….its inspiring!

Is This Love: Bob Marley

I wanna love you and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We’ll be together with a roof right over our heads;
We’ll share the shelter of my single bed;
We’ll share the same room, yeah! – for Jah provide the bread.
Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
I wanna know – wanna know – wanna know now!
I got to know – got to know – got to know now!

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I – I’m willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
I wanna love you – I wanna love and treat – love and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We’ll be together, yeah! – with a roof right over our heads;
We’ll share the shelter, yeah, oh now! – of my single bed;
We’ll share the same room, yeah! – for Jah provide the bread.

Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
Is this love – is this love – is this love –
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
Wo-o-o-oah! Oh yes, I know; yes, I know – yes, I know now!
Yes, I know; yes, I know – yes, I know now!

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I – I’m willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
See: I wanna love ya, I wanna love and treat ya –
Love and treat ya right.
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We’ll be together, with a roof right over our heads!
We’ll share the shelter of my single bed;
We’ll share the same room, yeah! Jah provide the bread.
We’ll share the shelter of my single bed

I’m just a genuine woman with sincerity

Wanna Be Loved: Buju Banton

Chorus

Wanna be loved
Not for who you think I am
Nor what you want me to be
Could you love me for me?
Real love, with no strings attached
I wanna give you me heart
Don’t want to take it back
This is my chat-cho

Been searching for a long long time
For that oh-so-true love
To comfort this heart of mine
No pretense stop wasting my time
A virtuous woman is really hard to find
I’m telling you lady
I’m only human, not looking for impossibility
Just a genuine woman with sincerity
Someone who is always near to hold me
Show me you care, up front and boldly
Don’t shun my feelings, all the positive meanings
Love me morning, noon all seasons

Chorus

Well every hoe have it’s stick in a bush
What happen to me…she must be somewhere out there
Now where could she be?
Caught up passionately in a love rhapsody
I’m like waiting on some honey
But there ain’t no queen bee
Everybody’s laughing
Some say I’m silly
No infatuation, no love fantasy
Woman you lead my life on a string
I can’t tale the on and off thing
I’m oh so lonely inside so I sing

Chorus

I would spend my nights at home
But if it means contention
I’d rather be alone
Tell the service man cut the phones
Lock all communication
If there’s no light within my day
I’d rather stay in isolation
For that special someone a lifetime I’ll wait
I know that I’ll be okay
Cross my heart, every day I live I pray
And I know she’ll come my way
Night and day for this woman I pray

Chorus

 

Mother tongue…please don’t forsake me?

“a weh yuh a go?”
I swung around in an exhausting blend of excitement, amusement and anxiety.
“I’m on my way to class” Dammit!! I forced a nervous smile desperately trying to hide my embarrassment and disappointment in my ability to link my thoughts and control my mouth to speak my mother tongue.
The war rages, the conflict continues….the battle between my current voice and my native dialect that is fighting to not be suffocated to the dimensions of my childhood memories.


Balance? Harmony!    thats all I seek.
NO not to belong. I have long ago let go of that jovial desire
But to assert!        ME
                             Myself
               and I 
                           in all its glorious, transcultural self.

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