When boys played with sling shots

It was always fun to come home on friday afternoons after primary school. Our teacherss gived us no home work for the weekend because they thought it best for kids to be kids and what better time to be a kid than on the weekends. Parents would be home, friends and playmates would be home and most fun of all its bird season.

Slings shots when I was ten was the most deadly weapon a kid played with. However, the strength of your weapon depended on the rubber used in its creation. So to ensure you had the deadlyest Sling Shot you made sure you acquire the best rubber. It was either streach-and-left or streach-and-streach, streach-and-streach was the best. Pull that rubber back on your Sling Shot and the bullet with your torned leather socket would fly for yards, killing instantly any bird within its path. It was this activity that made my weekends, killing birds. There is no memory as sweet as the taste of a roasted Dove, the best of the catches, on a skewer, with some green mango with salt and pepper on the side.

Today, I am sadded for the memories of the boys of Guyana. They now playing with guns.

Rumors of a fundraiser

I heard through the grapevine that Guyana will be hosting another fundraiser for the people of Niger, good for the People of Niger but bad for Guyanese. We are currently going through a flood probem. All over the country Guyanese are starving for help but we find it fit to help others. Have we forgotten the parable taught to us as children? "Charity begings at home."

How about a fundraiser for the 600 residents of Berbice that are living in shelters, a situation none of them may have imagine to happen to them. How about the farmer in number 2 canal that has lost his crops this season as a result of the floods, forcing him to take his kids out of school. The Koker in Bellevue that needs repairing. Have we gone mad? I remeber once when I was just a little boy, the bus shed in my village, Stanleytown, needed repair. The entire community came out and repaired that shed, self help. Now our community needs help and we see it fit to help people thousand of mile away.



Helping is always good. Help your own first and then they will be able to help others better. Come on leaders, this is an election year, prove yourself. Sorry, I forgot you have notthing to prove, the winners of this election have already been chosen.