“Don’t disagree with me Charlotte because I have been baking longer than you!” Jessie said.
“Well it’s all about following the recipe,” replied Charlotte.
“Isn’t this the same recipe Nan wrote down and has been the family favourite Cake every Sunday,” hmmm went Jessie.
“Girls how are the cakes coming on,” their Mum’s voice came through loud and clear.
It was their Nan’s birthday, Charlotte and Jessie both wanted to show her they could carry on the tradition she started.
Nan walked in and the biggest smile spread all over her face and she disappeared in the arms of her very tall grand daughters.
Jump to it,
Don’t be slow,
Don’t be lazy,
Don’t be shy,
Don’t be foolish,
It’s easy to say,
To give the command,
It’s not so easy to take it.
The melody of the song,
Creates a harmony unheard of,
It touches the heart and the soul,
Goes deep, deep within the core,
Of the listeners sitting down,
To enjoy an evening,
Of music and fun.
“Obviously I’ve got homework to do,” said Nigel, “but I want to finish playing this game, it’s alright because I have a Time Table, you know a Schedule to get all I have to do done today. ”
Agnes replies, “If it is that obvious why didn’t you plan the homework before the game, that way you would be prioritising what’s important first, and do bring this Time table for me to see.”
“Here it is, see for yourself,” as Nigel hands it over.
Agnes reads and finds something interesting and says to her brother, “So what time did you put down to finish the game?”
“Obviously when I have won, silly!” an indignant Nigel says in a loud voice.
“Your game ends now, because you could be going on with this game forever if you don’t win and I am responsible for you completing your homework before Mum and Dad get home,” added Agnes frowning.
“You big sisters are so bossy,” was Nigel’s reply.
“Well you’ve only got me, so appreciate moi,” retorted Agnes.
You know when words keeps buzzing you. Well, the word Guinea, pertaining to the monetary association (not the country) is one of the words. The other is Outdooring or naming ceremony originating in Africa and mostly done around the world by people of African descent. Possibly other people who love it may have adopted this rite of passage.
My memory is of the fun aspect brought into this important ceremony. Guinea was used in the Gold Coast and early days of Ghana and at the Outdooring, gifts of money are given to the parents. An example is, the Compere, to get the attention of the audience assembled at the paternal family’s house between 4 am to 6 am usually says, “Ladies and Gentlemen may I have your attention, The beautiful lady sitting to the right has come to honour the new baby with Fifty Guineas(Fifty Pounds and fifty shillings) and we all together respond, Thank you.” Food, items of clothing and other useful items also make up gifts.
Of course this would be in the dialect of the baby’s father with the Compere or an interpreter translating if necessary. There’s the hospitality aspect of food, fruits and drinks for breakfast.
The most important part is the lifting up of the baby and calling out his or her name for everyone to hear.
I am rewriting this post as it seems to have deleted. This is part of my Blogging Fundamentals course. The comment I made was regarding http://www.Afiyabennett Blog, which featured a twitter follower’s suggestion on where to visit in Paris. The place is Laffayette Galleries, Paris and I thought it would be a good place for fellow bloggers to know about. Put it on your list folks, if ever you are in Paris, go and take a look for yourselves. I am hoping to do just that.
It has been more than twenty years since I went to Paris. My interest has been awakened by my family coming back recently and I’ve been hearing of how captivating the sites and sounds of Paris still are.
The hampers were packed full with delicious goodies, the day had arrived for the Annual Family Picnic. The family was now bigger and more multi-cultural since the last time Sahia attended. There had been lots of marriages in the last ten years and they had received photos, videos and social media had been a link they would now treasure. Her parents had been living and working in Seychelles where it radiates with sunshine all year round. Now back in England this summer, hot weather was promised so everyone was looking forward to see each other, chat, eat and play.
Lots of preparations had gone into this occasion and jobs had been allocated when the favourites had been taken. Well, everyone knew who was best at making Fresh Fruit Cakes, Sweet and Savoury Pastries, Chicken Curries, Beef Jollof rice, Bourguignon, Salads and Sandwiches etc. Sweets, snacks and drinks galore were available. Someone had the checklist so the Gazebo, cutlery, games, table, chairs and all manner of useful items were not forgotten.
They travelled there in a convoy and began to unpack. As soon as the last item was out, someone shouted, “I felt a drop of rain.” No sooner had Shazia replied, “Oh! you spoil sport,” did events get quite dramatic for about ten minutes. The heavens opened with large hailstones sending everyone running for shelter.
Shelter was the nearest car and they all ended up in different cars to the one they came in. They shared stories happily and got reacquainted while watching their delicious food and possessions being pelted on.
In response to Daily Prompt: Dramatic
The block of photos at the top of this post is from the Internet.
This photo above is of my first attempt pictures to get back into photography. I hope you like it.
I once found an old 1950s copy of a magazine which had amazing content touching different aspects of life and giving advice in the most elegant way. The photos showed people who were graceful not so glossy and superficial. I’m sure lots of bloggers have seen or read a current copy of Good Housekeeping magazine, love it or hate it, there is a variety of topics to interest.
Now being the eldest I was an observer and learner in school and at home, there was no choice, in my family a girl child got the same privilege as a boy child and I was the eldest child of two eldest children. So at home I observed pregnancies and both nice and terrifying family situations, (I mean illness/infant mortality) , discussion and advice sessions, learnt to tell stories, keep house and cook. Both my parents worked. I had an Uncle whose hobby was photography and once a month when we visited, we had our photos taken for free and a collection built up.
There is Grace in Housekeeping, a reminder that there is really grace in good housekeeping, even though most people do get fed up with housekeeping. My blog will add a little humour, salt, fire and spicy loveliness to everyone in their different situations.
The frail old man looked after his frail old wife,
They lived in a beautiful old house,
They have five very busy children,
And ten very very busy grandchildren,
And twenty very very very busy great grandchildren,
They all love each other very much,
But had less and less time for each other,
Time why did you escape from this family?
Don’t let time escape from your family.
‘Action speaks louder than words.’
Contemplate in time, Act on Visitation.
A bit of childhood memory, running outside to chase the storm, get the first of the rain on our heads and the reaction of mothers everywhere. As the words of the first line came, I had the music of ‘London’s Burning’ humming in my head. Do entertain yourselves, children, family and friends with this. In response to today’s ‘Daily Prompt :Storm
The storm is coming
The storm is coming
Kaba Kaba! Kaba Kaba!
Hurry Hurry! Hurry Hurry!
Get Inside! Get Inside!
Jaja Jaja! Jaja Jaja!
Pitter Patter! Pitter Patter!
Run Faster! Run Faster!
Vava Vava! Vava Vava!
Come Come! Come Come!
Strike storm! Strike storm!
Written by Susanna Dziworshie