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Beyond the Fence

Today I went on a little adventure, decided to take a stroll up the road behind my friend’s house and disappear into the forest.

 

The road before the forest was quite busy with the constant passing of vehicles with various persons peering out the windows as I walked on, staring at a girl who properly looked like a lost tourist, and though I felt nervous with the constant peering of eyes  my desire for an adventure kept me going. The sky was clear and blue, and I could hear the nearby flowing of streams.  The trees stood tall, wide and green as birds sang their praises. I thanked God for these awesome surroundings of nature at its best, I soon came near the estate of a Rasta man that’s known to be vicious. Walking closer I recalled always admiring this house   many years ago while I rode the bus to and from town before my family and I relocated. I would admire how it looked old, and worn out but somehow I felt it had history as it resembled an old maser dwelling.

I stood on the road staring at the house in the distance, heard the owner only uses solar energy and lived all alone and enjoyed   wading off any trespassers. I could see the dirt path aligned with dry leaves, some ruins of another building, birds chirping loudly and I even noticed a bridge leading to the house, all things that beckoned me to come closer.  I didn’t know the man and God knows what he could do to me if I dare neared his property.

I decided to ignore my wild curiosity and the better me decided to keep on walking as there was also a trail a little higher that I wanted to explore. This was a trail I also admired while I would transit down these roads and to finally explore it was a dream come true.

The dry leaves were piled along the man made path that lead into the dense of the forest, mango and coconut trees stretching towards a blue sky, creating a natural canopy. Though the forest got darker with every step I took I became lost in my surroundings. Branches and wild flowers reaching out to me, I pulled out my phone and right there I was filled of dread as I wished I had my canon. But I took pictures regardless ,took snaps of ferns, leaves, various plants all along the trail was most decorated with nature’s splendor. Soon enough my exploring was cut short by this huge fenced gate, confined by a silver lock.  I couldn’t believe my exploring was brought to a halt when I felt I was just getting started, beyond the gate I saw a wooden shed battered by rain I could see the rust forming on the galvanize and noticed a water catchment that was surrounded by  the most beautiful flowers I’d ever seen. My excitement grew and I knew this was a no trespass zone but I couldn’t ignore my curious impulses. What was in that shed, who placed it there? Was it the owner of the wooden house I’d just pass, was he hiding something. My investigative skills peeked up a notch and I decided to climb over the gate.

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The task was most difficult and I wasn’t as light and fit as I would hope, I kept looking over my shoulders and tripping. I got several arm and leg scratches as I made my landing on the other side. I of course  landed on my butt and I quickly stood brushing some dirt off my hands and looked nervously around as if someone was watching.  Being now confined within the gate made my heart race rather quickly or was it due to my total lack of exercise. Turning around made me shake  some more as I stood inches awy from the shed I took out my camera from my back pack and took photos of the outside of the shed, the flowers,oh wow those water lilies were spectacular, I stooped and held one in my hand when I heard a clicking sound.

I turned around quickly and saw this black, middle aged rasta man looking at me sternly on the outside of the gate .I gulped as I stood slowly “Good afternoon” I said with my voice cracking and my throat hurting with fear. He didn’t answer, he looked at me from head to toe,”Y’all don’t respect people’s property eh? What are you doing in there?”

“I, I wanted to take pictures of the flowers and”

“Get the hell out of there! Now! ” he said piercingly I quickly headed towards the gate.

He took his keys out and opened the gate” I shook in fear I was all alone on this strangers land God knows what he could do to me I was scared for my life “and never come here again you hear me” he huffed as I passed near him and stepped out. “Yes Sir “ I replied and hurried away, I run as fast as my feet could carry me ,I could hear me shouting at me in the distance but I was too far gone, thanking God with very leap I took and also asking Him to protect me, never looking back. My rebellious and curiosity almost cost me my life that day, and I don’t know why he didn’t harm me when he had the chance to, I was just so glad that he didn’t.

I luckily made it back to my friend’s house where I found her asleep I just sat there with my heart pounding and staring blankly at her. I could be screaming for help and she wouldn’t have heard me, she could have lost her friend today as she slept on in slumber. I sighed as I sat back in a chair and thanked God I was alive with sweat running down my face and back. That look on his face though, looked pure murderous and that shed was obviously his and what on earth was he hiding there.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

 

 

 

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You’re a big deal

May we be who we always desired.

I’m here to remind you that you’re special, beautiful,blessed. The very fact that you’re here,alive is to furfill purpose. There is only one you and no one is cut out for what you’re destined to do.

Never underestimate yourself, you’re a big deal,and you’re not a mistake. Remind yourself everyday you’re worth it and your circumstances does not define you,God does!

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Laurna Guiste

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Thoughts of a writer

As much as u may be admired for ur fashion brands and designer clothes it’s not what makes you remembered all after you’re gone,but it’s the very essence of you that makes you a lasting memory.
Your attitude, personality, the music you played,the movies you enjoyed,the jokes you laughed or made,the way people felt around you or after they left your presence is what truly reflects you.

Your perfume scent wont leave trails of nostalgia as much as that book you told someone about,or that song you laughed hard at, the things you enjoyed doing,the spark you brought to others darkness is what left to be missed,when you’re no more.
Bottom line is who we are on the inside is the true beauty we all miss when our outside decays and turn back to ashes.
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Laurna Guiste

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Tonight

Tonight, somewhere a couple is having an argument, and he is left with the choice whether to go or stay.

Tonight a couple is being intertwined in lace of passion and mutual love.They look no further.

Tonight a wife is tucking her kids to bed as their father works hard to make ends meet.

Tonight a girl is laughing out loud with her silly friends and to her life is perfect.

Tonight,somewhere, something crawls and lurks at the innocent, waiting for a chance.

Tonight,God protects and defense His children, as they pray.

Tonight,I dream of you,and us.

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Laurna Guiste

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Interview with the young ENTREPRENEUR.

 

PEPPER IS SMALL IN QUANTITY AND GREAT IN VIRTUE.. Plato

“The pepper sauce Master “is what I would like to call this 28 year old, class mate of mine  whose smile is as broad as day as we sit and the interview begins, but he’s congenially known as Big G as it resonates throughout his career.

Big G is a business that is a creative and innovative one , creating and developing new flavors in hot sauces, seasoning sauces , all purpose sauce and smoke products.

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Grason John attended the Grand Bay Secondary School and moved on to study Agriculture at the Dominica State College where his love for aggro processing and culinary arts grew. Grason’s love for cooking led him to be a caterer at weddings, birthdays and other functions, and also a teacher of culinary classes to students ages 12- 17 every hot summer.

During his cooking Grason would experiment with the use of pepper in different sauces to compliment dishes, and it was there the idea for making flavored pepper sauce was birthed.  In the year 2013, Big G enrolled in the Dominica Business Trust Training with the idea for producing flavored meat with pepper sauce production being something to undertake in the future. Fortunately having developed an acquired taste for what taste good he began making pepper sauce samples whom he  distributed to many local markets.

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Like any business person that wants to be successful, he knew he had to research the market before undertaking the venture, and he soon found out the cost of production would be pricey.  Grason innovative idea of flavored pepper sauce, led to produce over 20 different flavors including coconut, mint, turmeric, cinnamon and coffee. Samples that left local supermarkets asking for more, it wasn’t a surprise that “Big G” won the Business Plan Innovative Award in November 2013.

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From there he attended several trade shows in different Caribbean islands were his products were greatly received by the public. In the year 2015 Grason started supplying supermarkets around the island with amazing variety and prices from $12-$15(EC) his products was flying off the shelves

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In 2016 PIICA funded his training in Trinidad and Big G began receiving more and more recognition and receiving awards for them as well. He received the Youth Business International & Regional Award, Start Up Entrepreneur of the Year Award in 2015, Entrepreneur of the Year Award in 2016 and Best Quality and Best Innovative awards respectively from the Dominica Manufacturer’s Association.

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With his mentor Brendon Defoe, founder and CEO of Braz Inc and his parents as his greatest role models, the sky wasn’t the limit for this ambitious talent,.With additional motivation stemming from his appreciative clients and their encouraging words, he keeps aiming higher and doing what he loves.

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Though, he recalls his greatest setback being Tropical storm Erica in 2015, a disaster that destroyed several homes and families, devastating several of the island natural produce and preventing traffic to and from the village of Delices where he resides. Grason recalls struggling for months, as it was very hard for everyone.

Grason is gradually bouncing back as he enjoys what he does with a passion. What he enjoys  most about being his own boss is the bliss of creating something people appreciate. The feedback he says is very positive and encouraging and he is quite glad he can contribute to his country’s  economy and putting his village Delices on the map.

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As the interview comes to an end, Grason encourages aspiring entrepreneurs to do something that they really love and don’t do it just for the money, be patient and have a passion for what you’re doing.  You’re required to put in long hours at times and it requires love to put up with the demands .

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Laurna Guiste.

Grason John can be contacted via the link below.

https://www.facebook.com/graceson.john.3

 

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Interview with the ARTIST

“This world is but a canvas to our imagination.” Henry David Thoreau

 

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It was the first day of February when I interviewed the very intelligent and talented Shadrach Burton whose (also known as Shadi of Wotten Waven.) He Sat cogently at the Loft Art and Cafe, a tranquil setting rooted on 18th Victoria Street, one of the places he displays his paintings. He was generous to take a few minutes out of his busy schedule of helping with some community work to speak to me. I hadn’t encountered the vastness of his unique and outstanding personality and it doesn’t hit me till we sit at one of the cafe’s wooden tables and the interview commences. The walls are decked with his amazing abstract paintings and I’m interested in learning his world.

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Shardrach Burton was raised into a talented family, his father being an artist (a tee-shirt artist) his brother Gharan Burton and older sister being artists as well; it was no surprise that Shadi was inspired to become an artist himself, though that inspiration came mainly from his older sister who was a huge artist then. The gift was sort of inherited and he recalls many persons also speaking it over his life as they handed him crayons and other drawing materials growing up. He started painting at the early age of eight while in elementary school where he drew in class for his class mates, works for school projects that left both teachers and students amazed.

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Shardrach attended the Dominica Grammar School where art was not taught at the time and so he found himself pursuing Sciences, for his curious mind always had him in awe and wonder and he was always keen on creation.  Shadrach love for the arts had him always painting at home or in school growing more and more in love with the world of art, his favorite artists being local artist Earl Etienne, other artists such as Christian George, Salvador Daly, Jean- Mitchel Basquict, Vincent Van Gough and Damien Hirst.  With his passion brewing on his insides he decided to attend China Academy of Art in the year 2007 where he studied art for eight years. At university he acquired an in-depth knowledge of the arts falling deeper in love with it while he studied various methods of art he was also  learning the Chinese language.

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He jokingly tells me how you state simple phrases in the Chinese language and all I recall is ni –Hao” which means hello.  His work also made him a guest on some Chinese TV shows and he was such a great guest that they invited him back but this time as a host, he smiles as he tells how he enjoyed hosting.

Shadrach inspirations stems from everything from pictures, dreams,nature,music ,contemporary topics and pop culture’s all  spur his creative juices.

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One of his greatest and best works is one which he spent four months working on using pounds of black paint, he calls it the black maze, a depict image of the pollution found in China.

Shadrach runs his hands through his locks as he smiles and describes the best part of being an artist, he states it  is seeing the world differently and creating things that persons view differently. His work being mainly acrylics, abstract and realism, he has developed a signature of his own in his paintings, they come in the form of never ending lines almost like a finger print found in his art representing his belief that all things are connected.

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Though the artist at times feel restricted in what he wants done, especially when it come s to materials, he feels his work can be too massive for the materials he can actually acquire, but he remains optimistic that with the help of others anything is attainable.

Shadrach the artist ends the interview giving a word to aspiring artist to be sure of what they want to be in life and go hard for it, go out and chase your dream if not you won’t catch it, be true to yourself and confident in your work.

Written by

Laurna Guiste

The artist can be contacted via Facebook on the link below.

 

https://www.facebook.com/shadrach.burton?lst=1656562108%3A890885462%3A1488040385

 

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Never Settle

She was almost a year into the job and many of her colleagues had abandoned the job already and moved on to pastures that seemed greener to them. She was going on months without a job and this one came when she needed it the most and as grateful as she was for the job she couldn’t help feeling stuck in a rut. She sat at her cubicle as her co-workers walked in and began complaining about the day and how much they hated their jobs. She stared blankly at the monitor and began feeling a bit out of place.
She was a 26 year old talented writer who had sort of taken a break from writing,as her work didn’t seem to sell as quickly as she would hope. So,she gave in to finding work in the cooperate world and no matter how much she tried to settle the universe always had ways of reminding her not to.
She sat there and before long she took a piece of paper and pen drafted this down as a reminder that where ever you are in life is a preparation for the next level of your life,being at this job had taught her a few things.

*Never Settle
*Believe in yourself
*Dare to dream
*If you’re uncomfortable where you are,it’s time to move
*Always get an opportunity to give,share
*Chase your dreams,for if you don’t how are you going to catch it
*Be grateful, but if you can do more go for it
*Always verify information,before going ahead with something
*Be confident,sound confident
*Never Settle

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Laurna Guiste

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Loving you

When there is no more emotion to express, but it’s clear that I’m angry,
when I want you to hold me because right now I feel empty, but I also need to breathe and analyze why you keep tripping,and can’t love me right,
I used to believe in fairy tales,but knowing you crushed my childish dreams,turned them into fantasies,
Like needles and thorns, brittles and crowns I tried to win your heart,
but I came up,empty.
I know you want me at my best,but it’s had to love someone when they aint giving you what you need, our love is complicated, messed up and undefined, that I no longer know what is mine,
Two broken pieces, caught in a maze, trying to build on a love built in rage,lies and conceit, i am amazed that we can still kiss, is it just lust then why am I on my knees.
It’s hard to speak when you’ve said all the words, it’s hard to hold on,when you continue to hurt, I wish you nothing but happy, like cheese on the moon,i want you to stay and not leave too soon,
I wish you were happy,quiet, just like me,then just maybe we could start that family.
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Laurna Guiste