Memories & Reflections of Life in Guyana

Memories and reflections is exactly what the title says. I recall the memories of the Masquerade at Holiday times like Christmas, the clothes hanging on the line, the Cane starting to burn or the friends who could not come out to play as they were pounding plantain for Foo fu. I even recall the big nipples that were the shape of a hat on a coke bottle full of porridge for the baby and many more of our childhood memories and reflections. Even if you aren’t from Guyana, or any other poor country, you will be able to see how we really did have some great fun even with the little that we had in the stories I am happy to share with you here.