First Generation kids who go back to their roots | My Family Travels
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The summer of 2008 was when I went to Trinidad and Tobag. I was schedueled to stay with my Aunt Jerro in Bucco for three weeks along with my grandmother. The heat there was not necessarily hotter than in the U.S., it was just a different type of heat. The first night I broke into a heat rash all over my body that stayed with me for the duration of the trip. We had breakfast every morning at 9:00, there was no sleeping in. At the breakfast table my aunt would always ask me what I dreamt about, and I would tell her. On the first day, I met many of my family members, then my cousin Collin took me to the club. I was 15 at the time so it was a big deal for me, I was amazed and scared all at once. There was no ID check, and anyone could order a drink at the bar. Collin had to work a lot so I went to the beach with my grandmother mostly.

At my grandmother’s sister house she had every fruit tree on the island in her back yard that Ioften climbed and got all the fresh fruit I wanted. I collected mango, calabash, and kenip the most. The kenip was my favorite.  The kenip tree wes the tallest tree in the yard, and all the good ones were at the very top. I was not supposed to climb the tree because grew out the gully and if I fell I would be severly injured , but I did it anyways and it was worth the risk.

When I went shopping with my grandmother it was is was so much fun. One American dollar is worth six T&T dollars, so I got some good deals. When the rest of the family arrived we went scuba diving in a boat with a glass bottom. The water was so clear that we could see into the deep for miles. While we were scuba diving I saw a shark, Nemo, Dory, Marlin, a sea turtle, and his son Squirt, swimming in the reef. Next we went to the Nylon pool, which is dead coral that touches the surface, out in the middle of the ocean, so it is safe to walk on and it’s minerals are good for your skin. If you walk too far you drop off into the ocean waters.

The homes in Trinidad are small yet sufficient, modern and beautiful, equipt with running water, bathrooms, and washing machines, however my aunt did not allow it to be used because it used too much water. We washed our clothes using a washing board. There was a garden that I had to help tend if I wanted to eat. There was no AC, only fans that were turned off at night, and there were no insect problems. The door is loched tight with chains and bars, but the lizards still found their way in. Whenever it rained we put buckets out to catch the fresh water for drinking because the pipes on the island are rusty.

Living in the community was not bad, and I would perfer that than a hotel. I learned a lot about my culture and why my mother is the  way that she is. There is a lot of folktale and superstition that governs the way some decisions are made, and now I understand why. I enjoyed my time there and I learned so much that has helped build my character. I am very appreciative of the opportunity I had.

 

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