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1972 – 1973

Berbice High School Pot-Pouri

in 1972 - 1973

Berbice High is a complex, a complex indeedOf buildings and people of many a creedFound near to the Mental from where blows the breezeWhich cools our temper and puts us at easeAlso near the Penitentiary where the oversmart goSo perhaps its not terrible to be somewhat slowSo listen a moment and you will hearSome of the mad things which happen there.   Our teachers, there're many, tall, short, fat and thinSmiling and pleasant or frowning and grimWith Degrees and Diplomas there're a qualified lotBut to look at them fleetingly you'd never guess that.The men might wear slippers or shirts without tiesWhile the ladies are dressed from their toes to their eyesThere are some who might feel eating in class is a sinWhile others allow us to indulge every whim.   Among them there's Rambi who says “What's an organ?”Says Flora – sotto voce – a thing you play on.Then Rambi replies, “Child you make me quiverAn organ's a structure such as the liver''At inter-house football said Fergo the clever“Pugsley for ever, we shall fail never”But later they lost to Mackay, the bestMon Dieu! Oh la la; what a wonderful jest   Our inter-house sports meet was quite a fun fairWe yelled and we shouted and laughed without careThe 200-metres, girls l 7+ raceWas run quite successfully – but oh, what a pace!Pearly of Scrimgeour was in that teamCame third out of three – wasn't that a scream?Think of Father who started with twenty yards graceAnd manage to end without making a space.   The forms are as varied as can beSome quiet and simple, others rough and noisy5R is the centre of madness and prideWhere genius and ignorance dwell side by sidePrefect Richard with so many graces and airsDoesn't know what type of shirt-jac he should wearBut Mikey, the Cheetah, after winning the milePut the form right up high at the top of the pile   What of Nancy's who's hurrying from the Lab to her classWhere old Adin is seated, his face as bare as brassMena and Dira who are going for a strollStop to ask Nancy, “What's next on your roll?”Suddenly there arose from the class such a bellow,“Move on, stop loitering like a lazy fellow”Those three...

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A Joke

in 1972 - 1973

Teacher: Spell "ink", Tom. Boy: Sir, I don't know how to spell it. Teacher: Try to spell it, or else I will take you to the headmaster Boy: I ain't ‘kay Teacher: That’s right. Take your seat.  

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Poem – Would You Believe It?

in 1972 - 1973

This is my lucky dayI went into the yard to playI heard someone say"Please help me, I pray."   I looked up, and I looked down,I looked all aroundI looked in the sky and on the groundI tried again to hear that sound.   Help me! Help me!I'm stuck in a treeCan't you see ?Oh, please help me get free.   I sad an elf caught by his beardHe was stuck there I fearedAs up into the tree 1 peeredWhen up onto his feet he reared.   "Don't pull so hard!'' I said,"Or off will come your headThen you will be quite deadThat will be something to dread"   I went inside to get the shearsWhen I returned, he was in tearsI'll never get down, it so appearsI'll get you down, so calm your fears.   I climbed the treeUntil I could seeThe elf so weeThen I set him free.   When I got down, I gave him my handSo he could jump on the sandThen l looked at him, and…..He was a leprechaun of Ireland.   He reached onto his boot so oldDown from the top it rolledIn it was a pot of goldThis is for saving me from wonders untold   L....

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Ode To My Wife – From a Blind Man

in 1972 - 1973

Even though I may dwell in darkness all my life I shall always remember the kiss of my wife And if this kiss you have given to me Has meant something which is a great deal to thee Please tell me so that the burden of my life May be relieved by the words of my wife.   The burden which I have been through these yearsHas constantly driven me to tearsBut this burden has been relievedThrough the words of a woman I believeThese words which have given me hopeHas helped me with my burden to copeThis burden which has done me great harmHas now at last been calmed.   Even in these last years of my lifeOh! Oh!  My beautiful wife!You who have made me come aliveMy hope shall continue to make me thriveThrough these burdens which I have been able surviveThese are the words to my wifeWho has brought the meaning of into my life.   Baby...

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Poem – Poor Man’s Haven

in 1972 - 1973

Aawh! ………  I rub my sleepy eyesBang my sleepy headRaise my sleepy selfOff the hard cold floorAnother day to face, of sorrows, of hard work,I pack my lunch, a crust of stale bread,A flask of barley waterKiss my buxom wife goodbyeWave to my dirty-faced childrenTrudge along the roadFoot steps dragging wearily,   One……….       One……….Must go on and face another dayAlong life's thorny path……Soon the day is doneI'm on my way home againHome may be just a leaky roof,Walls stuffed with newspapersRice bags scattered on the poor,But my steps are light and springingBecause home is where my wife is,Where my dirty-faced children are   A plate of rice, a piece of plantainA shower in the backyardA poor man's haven is his homeBecause it's where love isContentment, children happily laughing,Madam to welcome you home,I enter my home, I look aroundYes, it may not be BuckinghamBut it's a homeA poor man's...

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The Jumbee Man

in 1972 - 1973

Very long ago there lived a father, mother and their six children. They all lived together on a farm. This farm was far away from the others in the area. Near that farm was a huge tamarind tree. At midday the area under the tamale tree was dark and scary. Because of this, people told jumble stories about the tree.     The father whose name was Dick, had a cow pen near tbe tree, and in the morning and afternoon of each day, he would go to look after the cows. He had to go near to the tamarind tree and sometimes under it because the cows were usually there at these hours. Everytime be went, his two sons, Jack and Dennis would go with him, they usually helped him with the cows. This day, the boys did not go with him so the work took longer and Dick had not finish his work by the time it was getting dark.   He was hurrying with his work and was about to leave when he heard deep voice saying, "Bring Dennis tomorrow." Dick became afraid because did not see anyone. He could not move, he was so frightened.   Dick went home running breathlessly, he was unable to speak when he in arrived, everyone in his family stood around him and wondered what could have happened to him since he had never before behaved like that. After a few minutes, however, he relaxed and in a calm voice said nothing happened because he did not want his children to become afraid.   When he was in the kitchen with his wife Diana, and the children were not around, he told her of the strange unknown voice, she told him not to wop and tried to cheer him up. He soon was in a very good spirit.   The next day be went by himself to look after the cows. Just as he was leaving, again he heard the deep voice, this time, he heard: "Bring Dennis and leave him under this tree, you will get one hundred dollars.''   Dick was very, very worried however, be decided not to carry his son or tell his wife. At night,...

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