Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Trini Tuesday-Breazy's and Seamus's Question

Last week I put out an invitation to ask questions about Trinidad. Several people had questions so I will answer a different one each week. If you think of other questions, feel free to put them in the comments and I will get to them as well.

ttfootball said...
This was really funny! I've been reading your Trini Tuesday for a couple months now IT'S AWESOME! (i went to all the archives too) I am from San Juan but in CT now. You are really on point with everything, i'm impressed! Great job, keep it up!!

This is obviously not a question but I was really encouraged by it because I really try to be accurate and respectful in my posts about Trinidad because I love the place so much and have such precious friends there. Ttfootball, if you are reading this week, I want to thank you. I tried to follow your profile link to your blog because I'd love to check it out. It was broken however. If you'd leave me a functioning link I'll come lime by you. Now, onto the first questions.



Breazy said...
Happy Trini Tuesday ? I have three questions . Why did you move to Trinidad? How long were you there ? and Last but not least, What was your greatest experience while in Trinidad?

Seamus said...
I had a business partner who's family was originally from Trinidad. He had some amazing stories to tell when he was sober - we are no longer partners - LOL

Love these snipits of Trinidad - what took you there and for how long?


Mr. Lime and I are both Special Ed. teachers and we wanted to use our skills overseas. We had gone to Trinidad for two week work trips in '89 and '91. While there the second time a local man who had a desire to meet the needs of learning disabled students asked us if we'd consider coming back to do just that.

There was a real need. The Trini school system is based on the British system. At that time, students at the end of our equivalent of 6th grade too what is called the 'Common Entrance Exam.' A student's performance determined whether or not they got any further public education and if they passed the exam it determined which school they were allowed to attend. It was extremely competetive and consequently students with even mild handicaps struggled and often failed when some basic remediation and adjustments in instruction could have made a world of difference. A child's whole future basically came to rest on their performance on one test on a single day. Every year when results were announced the newspapers would be full of accounts of 12 year old children committing suicide or being beaten severely because of a poor showing or a failure on the exam.

We went in September 1992 and returned to the USA in December 1993. We had planned to spend at least 4 years there but some rather severe administrative problems necessitated our return to the States. During out time in Trinidad we did a lot of home visits with students who were not attending school. We found economics to be a bigger handicap for many famililes than any learning disability, although that was a real problem too. Although education was 'free,' students still had to provide their own textbooks, school supplies, uniforms and transportation. We worked mostly among squatter families who, on a daily basis, had to make the gut wrenching choice of taxi fare to get children to school or food to put in their bellies that night. Helluva choice, huh?

You ask about the greatest experience. I have such a hard time with superlatives! There were so many greats, but let me tell you about one that humbled me deeply.

Irene grew up in the interior of Venezuela. She describes her childhood as a nearly tribal existence. As a teen her family moved to Guyana. When she was 15 she was given as a wife to Mathura. I met her when she was about 30. She and Mathura, who was about 45, had 6 children at the time. They lived in the squatter village we worked in. Their house had been constructed of scrap lumber. They may have been desperately poor but they had pride and the house was built as sturdily and decently as possible and it was kept neat as a pin.

Mathura was a Guyanese man who worked for a poultry processing plant and as such was annually given a certain number of fowl as an employee bonus. Many families in Trinidad raise their own fowl. He choose a good mix of layers and birds for meat. He had also very wisely invested some of his meager earnings in fruit trees. He told me, 'I don't always have enough money to buy food but at least if we have fruit trees the children will have mangoes or oranges.' He had asked himself what would provide food consistently over the long range and had sacrificed a few good meals in the present to be able to eat in the future. He and Irene also agreed that taxi-fare came over meals because they knew their kids needed to do well in school if they had any hope of getting decent jobs. Again, awful choices to have to make.

Mr. Lime started going to work with their children. Even though they got to school regularly, they needed help to be able to pass the CE Exam. Tutors are very common but hideously expensive so there was no way this family could afford a traditional tutor. Every week, this family would kill the fatted calf to feed Mr. Lime when he came. He asked them to please not do this but it was an insult to them that he should decline hospitality. We noticed that the children were allowed to eat after Mr. Lime had his fill so I told him to eat the minimally polite amount and then encourage the kids to 'fix up.' That seemed to work.

Some time later Mathura asked Mr.Lime if he was only allowed to work with children because his wife could not read. Truth be told, Mathura was not much of a reader either, but we suspected he wanted Irene to be the guinea pig. Mr. Lime began working with Irene each week after he was done with the children and after some months Irene was making some really good progress. She was utterly devoted to her work and each week would surprise us with some new piece she had been struggling through on her own. Irene gained a new sense of self-confidence and just beamed with each success she had. You could see the pride her kids had in her acheivement too. Even Mathura had a new found respect for his wife. Previously, he regarded her as somewhat mindless. Now he could see she was capable of thought and reason.

I have to say, illiterate or not, I could have sat at Irene's feet for months and learned many things from her had time allowed. She was full of practical wisdom, gentleness, kindness, and love. Whenever we did share time I always came away with some new piece of knowledge or with the encouragement to be a better person. I spent most of the time in Trinidad pregnant with Calypso. When it was nearly time for her to be born Irene sat me down with some advice. She knew I'd had a c-sec with Diana, she wanted to make sure I was ready for Calypso, that I wasn't afraid (well, I was a little). I was really touched by her motherly tenderness toward me.

After Calypso arrived and we were back at our house. We heard the gate rattle and a familiar gruff voice, 'Good morning! Good morning! It's Mathura!' Mr. Lime tied the dog and let Mathura in. Mathura came in and apologized profusely for not being able to stay even long enough for a sweet drink since he was on his way to work. He greeted me, fussed over Calypso and said he had to bring something to us right away because he wanted very much to be the first to give us something.

He explained that according to his culture every baby had to have a piece of gold. With tears in his eyes he thanked Mr. Lime for giving his wife the ability to read. For all the time we had spent with them helping the children and his wife he hoped we would allow him to give our new baby her first piece of gold. With that he pulled out a very small box and extracted a delicate adjustable gold band sized for an infant and gently slid it onto Calypso's chubby baby finger. Mr. Lime and I looked at each other knowing what a sacrifice it was for this family to give such a gift and feeling utterly unworthy to accept it. We dabbed our eyes and quietly said a very humble, 'Thank you.'

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19 comments:

James Goodman said...

This is a very heartwarming and fantastic glimpse into your life.

Thank you for sharing...

Sheri said...

wow! What an amazing story. I am humbled reading it.

truckdriver_sefl said...

Great great story! It's is amazing how good we have it here in this country isn't it? Thanks for sharing and I look forward to more stories:-}

barefoot_mistress said...

Very sweet story.....i'm sure your girl will treasure that ring...

Phain said...

No wonder you hold such reverence for that place...*~*amazing~*~

The Village Idiot said...

what an awesome story lime

Breazy said...

Lime .. first I want to thank you for answering my questions , second I have to say WOW! what a family . I have never been out of this country , shoot the farthest west I have ever been is Dallas/Fort Worth Texas . I have always wanted to travel and see more of the world . I love your Trini Tuesdays because it gives me a glimpse of somewhere I have never been and I kind of get to experience it through your eyes , if that makes sense. Thank you so much for sharing your story of Irene and Mathura with us!

lecram sinun said...

Beautiful story, Lime. :) In my experience it is the simple folk who illuminate true humanity and compassion. We call all learn lessons in life from them.

Having grown up in a former British colony I too went through a similar educational system. Yes, it is tough with kids who have learning disabilities. Somehow I got through it and received a great educational grounding... despite my own dyslexia that I only discovered I had at the age of 25.

bsoholic said...

WOW, that's an awesome story!

Logo said...

What an awesome and precious memory. Wow, Lime!

MyUtopia said...

Very jealous, I would love to live oversees.

DaMasta said...

OMG.. that story seriously made me cry. wow.. and that ring is absolutely gorgeous! I love it. What a thoughtful family... how great was that gesture! Thanks for that story, Lime! :)

Bridget Jones said...

What a beautiful post, what wonderful experiences you've had and shared.

Thank you, Lime.

Jodes said...

you are an amazing woman!!!! I want to meet you in person even more now!!!

snavy said...

Such an amazing story! It should be printed and kept with the ring.

ttfootball said...

Hi, maybe it didnt work cuz there was nothing in it? HAHA
I understand better now why some of your posts are kinda "country", no offense meant of course. (u develop this sense when u live closer to the capital lol)
Fantastic post again. Yep, you DO NOT decline hospitality. I've eaten stuff i hate just out of being polite :-/
Do u ever visit? Things have changed some. Its now the SEA not CE, which i think is the same thing in disguise.
Anyways, my page is trinitodebone.blogspot.com if my name here doesnt link. I think you'd like my post.

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