24/09/2021
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767 Certified Kawat
We would wake up as early as the sun rise for sleep we did not need! We wouldn’t dare let hours of sunlight pass us by without a mission. Every second counted for by dark we would have to hurry on home in time to have lunch or supper.. whichever was still available...and a beating perhaps... but we never let that negativity stop us. Our mission was too important. A few measly pats on our buttocks, a lash with a belt or a branch we were sent to find, a long kneel facing a wall we could easily have had a conversation with should we need to, would not deter our tasks. The very next day we would be right on schedule. Broken bike parts, a pocket of loose change among many marbles and a plastic bag of eight 25cents bread, a coolaid and 2 lbs of brown sugar was nothing for 10 fingers to carry. Off course there were delays in the trips to the local shops ...so what? So what if a few change got lost along the way..pockets had holes and clothes got torn.. so what? Off course we were dirty and barefeet most of the day. Off course we collected unwanted items but one person's trash was our hope of a new pastime. Indeed our eyes wandered about looking for the next best stick to ride between secks and a nice piece of unwanted post and the wheel of an old pram, some catsgut and the spool of the thread would be the perfect carbooway. Off course we would escape our parents because a kawat's specialty was that of many different daily dissappearances. They knew not what we did or where we were. They knew not of that hidden box of matches and some kerosene in a plastic cup. They knew not of our long sea baths and our daily jots and roast fish by the bay. They knew not that we were thrown into the sea and would come out swimming one day and finally be able to join the older ones on tubes and bwa flows and plohjhay for mangoes and corals on the sea bed until someone would shout out 'a Kong!' or 'A bayching!' and then we would swim our mightiest and fastest to the shores. They knew not that we were capable of anything under the summer sun but they knew we would come home tired and beat to catch enough sleep for the next day. And even if it rained, we would gladly gather the clan to play muddy football on the playing field and slide down the hills near the church, straight into the nahbou and wash off in the warm, slightly choppy waters of the sea. We knew not of storms or deadly hurricanes. Once the rain was over we were back to what we did in the scorching sun. And as for the trees, they were our source of shelter and our restaurant for they bore the sweetest fruits and provided the perfect views and hiding places. Even the branches and rotting barks of the palm trees were important. A kawat knew that the day was important and so we seized it! I am a certified KAWAT since the 6th month of the year 1987...memories I will treasure forever!
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