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my house

my house

my house is built, flesh upon flesh

bone upon bone

an island in the sun

ย is my ancestral home

my grandfather was born on the sea

of Portuguese descent was he

on a ship bound to Trinidad

on the blue Sargasso Sea

and 100 Trinidadian claimedย he

He grew up and met a woman named May

from St. Vincent was she

had a child name Molly

who had one child, me

and 100 percent Trinidadian was she

my father was born on a ship

coming from St. Vincentย  ย ย ย 

on that same Blue Sargasso Sea

he is African, Portuguese, French

Carib Indianโ€ฆand 100 percent Trinidadian,

claimedย he

They both came to Canada

Selwyn and Molly

Not together, separately

Christopher came to Toronto in 1973

Was raised by his mother

Single-handedly

he often dreams of Trinidad

And that Blue Sargasso Sea

Forever it remains a cherished memory

though 100 percent Canadian is he

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Rose Sho

A beautiful reflective piece...Thanks for sharing a part of you....enjoyed

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Deborah Evans

Hi Christopher This write was so good to readย 
reflecting on your ancestry your familyย 
ย sharing a piece of your selfย 
A pleasure to read!ย 
Great write my friendย 
Best wishes Debsย 

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Christopher Correia

hey, Lorris, thanks for comment....yes, being Trinidadian will always be a state of mind for me, been in Toronto since is was a boy, lol, and in saying that, I still retain a bit of an accent, so there....still love T and T, hardly any family there, but Tobago is paradise, especially the highlands around spaceside, cheers manย ย 

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J A Overton

Hi Chris, after reading that i want to go to Trinidad lol. what a lovely tale of your life. the words flowed effortless ย as they made their way to the Sargassoย sea lolย 

cheers jeff

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