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welcome to trelawnyman world and iwould like to thank every who stop by.my
name is sam 41 jamaican,im 5`9 tall.i enjoy cooking, reading,traveling and
the out door`s. im very respectful,caring funloving,romantic,im very down
to earth with a big sense of humor.im not in to the game playing
business,when you play games thing have a way of get around to the game
player.......... i might not to church alot but i know who is the center
of my life and it`s because of him (JAH) that is who and where im
today.im a father of 3 children and i love my childen very much.i
appreciate honesty an dintegrity so if you have neither get steppin`WE NEED HAVE RESPECT FOR EACH OTHER, I HAVE TIME FOR GAMES AND I LOVE TO LAUGH...
SO IF YOU CAN`T LAUGH AT THE CRAZY THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN LIFE...WE CAN`T HANG...

I HAVE MUCH LOVE FOR ALL MY SISTER,
CHECK OURSELVES AND RESPECT OTHERS...BE CONSIDERATE AND ACCEPT RESPONSIBILITY FOR OUR ACTIONS...THE WORLD WOULD BE A BETTER PLACE...

IM THE COOLEST BROTHER YOU EVERY WANT TO KNOW ULTIMATE HOMEY,LOVER AND FRIEND...

ASK ME IF I KEEP IT REAL...HELL TO THE YEAH...AND I EXPECT THE SAME FROM OTHERS...BECAUSE IF YOU CAN`T LEARN FROM OWN YOUR MISTAKES...YOU CAN`T PROGRESS... AND IF YOU CAN`T PROGRESS...YOU JUST STAND STILL...AND IF YOU STAND STILL,YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUST LAY DOWN... AND IF YOU LAY DOWN...YOU ATTRACT NOTHING BUT FLEAS AND LOSERS...

SO...
HIT ME UP AND I WILL BE SURE TO HOLLA BACK AND I PROMISE THAT I WILL GET BACK TO YOU
I. JAMAICAN Culture::::::::: Folk Songs:::::::::: Poems
(Thank You Lord)
I envision a paradise surrounded by forest,
Green trees overlook the mountains,
Light sparkles in the dark.
I prayed, Is it possible Lord?
Is this a vision I asked?
My weak, frail body lay still,
From the hunger in the pit of my stomach,
The pain ran deep, my legs were weak,
Too weak to stand or sit.
Weakness over came me, surrounded me,
Took charge of me.
I called upon the Lord, for strength,
And reached out my hand for my bible,
And opened it to Psalms 18: 1-24.
I read, I prayed, I cried out
"O Lord, help me. Lord!
Take me from the bottom less pit.
Raise me up. Give me strength, dear Lord.
You were there. You gave me a vision.
You rescued me. My glory vision came true.
Thank you Lord".
( Immigrant life)
Farren life nuh easy
hear mi when mi seh
if yuh tink yuh caa stan it
stay whe yuh deh
Family always tell yuh
yuh can come an stay wid dem
but if yuh stay more dan two weeks
trust mi, is a big problem
yuh nuh always get work dat yuh want
caas it nuh suh easy fi find
suh yuh haffi tek whe yuh get
just mek up yuh mind
false Pride haffi drap
and sometimes yuh start over
yuh haffi know runnings
and sometimes duh tings under cover
I am not discouraging yuh
caas di world is one big gate
yuh can mek it anyweh
if yuh have yuh head on straight
(Jamaica Poem!)
Jamaica di irie likkle island of mine
everytime I come to yuh, yuh smell so fine
Me wanna kiss yuh, and make my dreams come true
because i miss you, when i see you i feel blue
oh jamaica now
with dem people so nice
with dem rastaman and risto
you make me equalize
I need you in the morning
I need you in the sun
I need you everytime
I wanna have di fun
Love yah jamaica, true!
( Land Of God And Gifted Men)
Land of God and gifted men
the voice and verse of a peculiar song
super shores and scenes of strength
land of worth and women strong
Land of God and gifted men
we praise the wealth of thy soil
for thou hast nurtured cuddly children
thy sacred sunshine in their smile
Flowing rivers running fresh and free
sovereign sea beauty with blue
green, green grass and tender trees
expressions of nature, bold and true
Rise we must and should never fail
hand in hand, faith`s our friend
( A Love Letter to Jamaica)
For a week or two we ll fall in love again
I will bathe in your riches
Make passionate love to your sunshine
Detoxify my soul and thaw my bones
I will be home, Jamaica, for yet a little while
To be impregnated again with a permanent smile
Your clean breath on my face, rejuvenates my every cell
For one more year, until I come home again
We grew apart, though I don`t belong here
I purchased the right to stay
The dream I ask for, for too many years, plus a day
Though I shed tears every Christmas
I love you so, so very much
I hug so tight the memories carved in my brain
I savour every moment we shared
Jamaica, my mama, I fed on your breast
I grew up on the milk I suck from your bosom
Every time I slip and fall on frozen experiences
I love you more, deeper than before
O Jamaica, the world knows your name
Through good and bad I cherish you
I will come home again
I know my warm blanket, you ll welcome me
I haven`t changed, just shed layers of me
Too fragile now, waited in too many ques, pretty sad too,
Knowing I will always have you, I can never be deported
Cause going to you is like going to heaven
There I shall live a new life, new birth
Sing a new song
(The Jamaica I see.)..
The Jamaica I see has so many memories
A land of beautiful trees and greenery
I remember the sweet juicy mangos
that when you eat them you dance the tango
The naseberries and guineps, in abundance
as far as you can reach, unless you have vertigo
Cherries, etioti apples, guavas and casava
The fruits of the island with real flavour
Fetes, carnivals, garden parties and sports day
These festivities are all part of our culture
Preserved to enhance our future
Art as a way of life, and the rastaman who avoids strife
Reggae music and Sunsplash, one experience and you`ll be coming back
Beautiful women with minds as sharp as a tack
striving to be different, never part of a pack
My Jamaica is not faraway
I recall my thoughts and visit everyday

(I grew up poor and I am not a shame)
I grew up poor,
-bare feet, hole in my school uniform poor
callaloo and yellow yam fa` dinner poor
Tin mackerel and white rice poor
Sore foot hopping to school poor
God! I am proud of it, it makes me strong
self motivator, fighter, go getter... strong
and a no nonsense winner
Yes world! I grew up poor
Roast breadfruit and butter poor
Chasing after the chicken to drop the darn egg poor
Finger licking the pot bottom poor
But God! Thank you, I am rich in so many ways
homeowner in Canada, hard working rich.
It make me a writer rich of my past
I grew up poor!
Straightening my hair with dinner fork poor
Dying my hair with cool-aide poor
Carrying water on my head poor
Run faster than the speed of light
On fried dumpling and sugar and water poor
Let me tell you more; I write it on the snow-capped mountains of
Canada.
Red hills and across the ocean of blue, I tell the world in poetry
of a
song
I am not ashamed to say I was born in poverty
Taste the lime juice sweetness of the disease
Suck on its pulp, the rime and the seeds
Till bones chalky white, protrude my eye balls
Through artificial injection suck from the milking cows
-of Appleton estates
I grew a mellow behind from steaming Spanish needle.
Sorry! I was not born with the golden spoon
I grew up with a room full a pick-en-y
our light was the moon, I am made strong
Ask me about poverty? I will say;
yes! I am the fruit of poverty with grace.
The lava and the shells and I will add with pride
I was a outdoor toilet, piss pot under the bed
......................poor .............................. .........
..........And I am not ashamed...............
That everyone knows my name


II. Speak Jamaican >> Talk Jamaican!
Talk Jamaican!
We Jamaicans speak a unique version of English like no one else in
the world. Below is a sampling of what some "English experts" have
labeled "patois" but what we Jamaicans call "Real English".
"A fe me cyar."
Translation: "It`s my car."
"Mi a go lef tiday."
Translation: "I am leaving today."
"Im too haad eaize."
Translation: "He/She is too stubborn."
"Axe har de question."
Translation: "Ask her the question."
"Im baddadan dem." "Nuh bodda mi."
Translation: "He is worse than they are." "Don`t bother me."
"Bare dog dung inna dat yard."
Translation: "There are only dogs in that yard."
"No bodda bawl im soon %#&@$! bak."
Translation: "Don`t bother crying he`ll soon be back."
"Sell mi wan bokkle a iyl."
Translation: "Sell me a bottle of oil."
"Dat a mi bredda."
Translation: "That is my brother."
"Is who bruk de bokkle a iyl?"
Translation: "Who broke the bottle of oil?"
"Coodeh, yuh see de big bud eena de tree?"
Translation: "Look at the big bird in the tree."
"Bwaay! Mi did tink de test wudda eazy."
Translation: "Boy! I though that test would have been easy.
"The parson sey de marriage cerfitikit soon %#&@$! inna de mail."
Translation: "The pastor said that the marriage certificate will be
coming soon in the mail."
"Mi love chaklit cake with nuff icenin."
Translation: "I love chocolate cake with plenty of icing."
"Mi a go bak a wuk pan Chewsday."
Translation: "I am going back to work on Tuesday."
"Di chuck want tree new tyres."
Translation: "The truck will need three new tires."
"Cuyah, she gwan lak she nice eee?"
Translation: "Look at that, she acts like she is so nice."
"Chobble nuh nice." "Yuh inna big chobble."
Translation: "Trouble is not nice." "You are in big trouble."
"Mi cyan `elp yuh wit dat problem."
Translation : "I cannot help you with that problem."
"Mi like yuh cris cyar."
Translation :"I like your new car."
"Yuh did see dat?" "A who dat?"
Translation: "Did you see that?" "Who is that?"
"Dat dawta pretty lakka money." "A fi mi dawta."
Translation: "That daughter is pretty like money." "Is my daughter."
"Mista Brown dawg bite mi."
Translation: "Mr. Brown`s dog bit me."
"De bwoy dem teif di blea
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