Cocoa Woman: A Narrative About Cocoa Estate Culture in the British West Indies speaks of the discomfort, the pain, the suffering, and what a young man now speculates to be the abuse he endured while spending weekends and school vacations on his godmothers cocoa plantation. In retrospect, it was nothing short of child slave labor. He feels that he stomached slave labor just because he received a morsel to eat. The abuse was more than just physical. Unknowingly, he suffered psychological abuse. Against the background of colonial domination and exploitation in Trinidad and Tobago, this book is poignant, direct, and to the point. It unleashes the spirit of the cocoa field and fully exposes the daily menial rounds of production, the never-ending chores, language idioms, village bacchanal, beliefs, cuisine, artifacts, folkways, and foibles that intertwined to constitute cocoa estate culture. All the characters in the story were given different monikers. Most of them are now dead.
Every year I write a Christmas poem for a chosen few of my relatives and friends. This book is a compilation of all the poems I wrote from 2003 to 2018 plus a selection of stories about Christmas, musical instruments used in the parranda (Christmas music), a little nostalgia about how Trinidadians celebrate Christmas, and a synopsis about the Christmas music we know as parang (parranda).
This book stirred my emotions and encouraged me to be more active in living my convictions. You dealt with global and personal concerns that both touched the heart and soul. I cringed as I read about the slave girl on the auction block. Anxiety swelled within my heart as I pondered plutonium poisoning. With all the problems and terrible challenges you raise, you did not create a book without hope. Both moving and powerful, this little book of verse offers challenge, insight and heartfelt emotion. [Linda GanstromArt Professor, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS]. Show Me Equality is magnificent in its simplicity, scathing in its revelations, and powerful in its directness [Stephen R. Shapiro, ChairCommunication Department, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS] Economical brush strokes of vibrant and vivid colorsyou move the minds eye, heart and soul. [Bruce BardwellTheatre Arts, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS] This collection is vintage Coomansingh. The poetry burns deep within the consciousness and destroys all the props we lean on, but in the end you are sure to feel like the phoenix as you rise from the ashesthe best work yet. [Terrence Griffith (Author & Publisher)Former Senator, Grenada Parliament]
This book was written primarily for the people of Trinidad and Tobago. Nevertheless, it would be of great interest to the Caribbean Diaspora, and individuals who wish to understand the social, cultural, political, and economic dynamics of a developing Caribbean nation. Partially written in dialect, the text has afforded him a forum to reveal some secret and uncomfortable episodes in his life. His carefree style has allowed ample humor, making the narrative quite entertaining. In his research on the Steelpan, the national instrument of Trinidad and Tobago, he was able to take an unbiased glimpse of the twin-island state and its incomparable sweetness; no mater how twisted, the sugarcane owns its sugar. However, despite the sweetness, many terrible upheavals in the society have caused an unforgivable nasty sourness in the system.
This book was written primarily for the people of Trinidad and Tobago. Nevertheless, it would be of great interest to the Caribbean Diaspora, and individuals who wish to understand the social, cultural, political, and economic dynamics of a developing Caribbean nation. Partially written in dialect, the text has afforded him a forum to reveal some secret and uncomfortable episodes in his life. His carefree style has allowed ample humor, making the narrative quite entertaining. In his research on the Steelpan, the national instrument of Trinidad and Tobago, he was able to take an unbiased glimpse of the twin-island state and its incomparable sweetness; no mater how twisted, the sugarcane owns its sugar. However, despite the sweetness, many terrible upheavals in the society have caused an unforgivable nasty sourness in the system.
This book stirred my emotions and encouraged me to be more active in living my convictions. You dealt with global and personal concerns that both touched the heart and soul. I cringed as I read about the slave girl on the auction block. Anxiety swelled within my heart as I pondered plutonium poisoning. With all the problems and terrible challenges you raise, you did not create a book without hope. Both moving and powerful, this little book of verse offers challenge, insight and heartfelt emotion. [Linda GanstromArt Professor, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS]. Show Me Equality is magnificent in its simplicity, scathing in its revelations, and powerful in its directness [Stephen R. Shapiro, ChairCommunication Department, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS] Economical brush strokes of vibrant and vivid colorsyou move the minds eye, heart and soul. [Bruce BardwellTheatre Arts, Fort Hays State University, Hays, KS] This collection is vintage Coomansingh. The poetry burns deep within the consciousness and destroys all the props we lean on, but in the end you are sure to feel like the phoenix as you rise from the ashesthe best work yet. [Terrence Griffith (Author & Publisher)Former Senator, Grenada Parliament]
Cocoa Woman: A Narrative About Cocoa Estate Culture in the British West Indies speaks of the discomfort, the pain, the suffering, and what a young man now speculates to be the abuse he endured while spending weekends and school vacations on his godmothers cocoa plantation. In retrospect, it was nothing short of child slave labor. He feels that he stomached slave labor just because he received a morsel to eat. The abuse was more than just physical. Unknowingly, he suffered psychological abuse. Against the background of colonial domination and exploitation in Trinidad and Tobago, this book is poignant, direct, and to the point. It unleashes the spirit of the cocoa field and fully exposes the daily menial rounds of production, the never-ending chores, language idioms, village bacchanal, beliefs, cuisine, artifacts, folkways, and foibles that intertwined to constitute cocoa estate culture. All the characters in the story were given different monikers. Most of them are now dead.
With prejudicial eyes we sometimes look at a landscape and make judgments about the place. I am sure that many people look at Adventist Street and surmise that this strip of land is like any other in Trinidad. Surely they will question whether such a place could have given birth to anything good. Adventist Street, what does it really connote? Yes, it is an actual street in Sangre Grande, Trinidad. Is Adventist Street just a physical landscape? Is it just a strip of land covered over with pitch? For seven years I lived on Adventist Street. For seven years I trod the asphalt on this street and navigated my way through its uneven, potholed surface. For seven years I experienced the community noise on this street. For seven years I was hammered, chiseled, honed, and fashioned to think; to discern the voices that sought to impress their philosophies upon my fertile mind. For seven years I witnessed the movement of the characters on this stage, Adventist Street. I had to winnow away the chaff to find the right path to follow. I am a product of Adventist Street. I am part of Adventist Street and Adventist Street is part of me. Every neighbor and institution had an integral role to play in my development. Reflecting on the past, I can now visualize how everyone with whom I came into contact became part of my experience, whether I liked them or not. Locked away in some corner of my cranium are the forms, the eyes, gestures, facial expressions, and nuances of the people on Adventist Street. The privilege is mine to resurrect some of these individuals, to invoke the personalities that played such an integral role in my cultural development. Without the collective impact of the people who resided on Adventist Street I would not be what I am today. Someone said that it takes a village to raise a child. Adventist Street was not simply a street; it was a lesson book. I decided to write this brief text to illustrate to the world that despite the worst of social, psychological, and
Every year I write a Christmas poem for a chosen few of my relatives and friends. This book is a compilation of all the poems I wrote from 2003 to 2018 plus a selection of stories about Christmas, musical instruments used in the parranda (Christmas music), a little nostalgia about how Trinidadians celebrate Christmas, and a synopsis about the Christmas music we know as parang (parranda).
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