We should all have a good year
Nothing should hinder, not even a tear
We must try to conciliate our fear
Life is not always perfect
There will always be a conflict
Many things we cannot predict
If we open our hearts wide
We can survive any inquietude
We just have to put our gloom aside
Let us all have a good year
Everything we need is right here
Most of all, happiness is always near
Everyone should have a good year
Clay Rouge is a small round island perched against tall, red mountains over looking the ocean. Clay Rouge means Red Dirt, due to the red color of its sand.
Clay Rouge looks like a beautiful painting. It is so beautiful that it’s hard to believe that it’s real. It has a certain edge to it. If Clay Rouge could talk it would say: “Look at me world! I am beautiful.” The air has a sweet fragrance that the light wind spreads amongst the lush forest as it gently caresses my face. I love the way it feels on my skin. It appears that the drought we sometimes encounter in Tiville has no effect on Clay Rouge’s abundant life. As I get closer and deeper into the magnificent red island, I can’t help but feeling exalted by its beauty.
Clay Rouge is surrounded by an endless variety of wild flowers. The tall magnolias exhibit their flowers year round, due to the moist temperature and incessant rain. The basins are fertile with diverse kinds of herb such as mints, chamomile, thyme, citronella, rosemary, and various other aromatic herbs that are used to concoct medicines to cure illnesses and supernatural ailments such as spells and bad karma. That’s the reasons Clay Rouge is notorious for its bush Doctors. Some of the best herbs that are used for medicines can only be found in Clay Rouge. Another of Clay Rouge’s natural resources is fishing. As we’re walking along the seashore, I observe children as young as five years old fishing. The shoreline is inundated with fishing boats, some as small as a tiny coffin. Everyone seems to own a fishing boat, even the very young. I observe that most of the people who are fishing are women and little girls, which is drastically different to Tiville where nearly 100% of the fishermen are men and young boys. I call a cute little girl to the side to inquire.
“Hi, how are you?”
“Hi, Good day. Are you well? How is your family?” she answers.
“I’m well, and so is my family thanks. What’s your name?” I ask.
“I am Ria,”
“Ria, how come mostly little girls are fishing around here?” I ask.
“Well, because the little boys are in school,”
“How about you? Don’t you also go to school?”
“Oh no, we’re girls. We don’t have to go to school,”
“What are you supposed to do?” I ask.
“We’re supposed to work hard and find husbands when we grow up.”
“You can work hard, find husbands when you grow up and still go to school,” I articulate.
“Not here in Clay Rouge. The rules are different,” she says.
“Ria, school is everything. You’ll be able to do more than fishing if you go to school.”
“They won’t let me go to school,” she smiles.
“Would you like to go?”
“If they let me, I would.”
Before I could convince Ria on the importance of school, a woman calls on her.
“Ria! Ria! Ria vini isit (come here.)”
“Wi Manman (Yes Mother)” The young girl “Wi Manman (Yes Mother)” The young girl runs to her mother. “Bye, Bye,” she yells to me. I think of what Ria said to me about little girls not allowed to go to school and my heart hurts. I find myself feeling very sad for Ria and all the little girls in Clay Rouge who are unable to go to school because of their gender. I take refuge from my sad thoughts by continuing to appreciate the beautiful little island.
TO BE CONTINUED:
CLAY ROUGE
Thank you for visiting my site. I am very grateful for your support. Thanks to everyone that reads my books, I value your interest. I couldn’t have done it without you. I wish you love, happiness and serenity. May all of your wishes come true this year. My love and hugs go out to you. Happy Holidays!
I WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR
You pet him, walk him, feed him healthy food and tell him “you’re a good boy!”
Not so fast. It’s not that easy. A crazy dog can drive you so crazy, he’ll make you think that you’re chasing your tail. An old dog doesn’t change so easily. He’d much rather adhere to his old ways. It’s hard to teach new tricks to an old dog. That is true. The good thing about the crazy dog, he’s a friend for life and will never stop appreciating you. So love and praise the crazy dog, soon, you’ll get so used to him you won’t even see the craziness.
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