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It's Always An Adventure
Cheryl with some of the kids
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

If you are cruising through Bequia and have some decent children's books onboard, for all ages, please consider donating them to the Fig Tree Restaurant for the Saturday Reading Club. Cheryl needs fresh material so the kids have new books each time they come, although the older kids continue with the same book and so their material lasts longer than the younger ages.

Volunteer at Reading Club
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

Captain Ed reading with the kids. Also volunteering at the event were Lilly from s/v Tiger Lilly and Rose from s/v Exit Strategy. Good to see some of our fellow cruisers there.

Girl at Reading Club
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

This girl was quiet and shy but eager to help in whatever way possible. She enjoyed having her photo taken and then looking at it with me. She said little but had a beautiful smile and a peaceful energy about her.

Fashion conscious at reading club
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

This little sweetie pie was decked out with her sunglasses, necklace, pink top and leggings, sparkling sandals. She didn't say a word but listened attentively to everything around her.

Children at the Reading Club
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

This little guy was probably one of the youngest at age 3. His name was DJ and he was wide open with energy.

Bequia Saturday Reading Club
Elizabeth
05/27/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

Cheryl J. who owns the Fig Tree Restaurant holds a reading club for local kids every other Saturday. She breaks the tables down into age groups, assigns volunteers and passes out age-appropriate books for reading. After the reading hour (or two), each group stands up and presents what the book was about. Cheryl helps them get the message out to the group with her animated story-telling talents, emphasizing each and every little twist and turn of the stories. "And the turtle lay eggs on the ground????" she exclaims, racing up and down the aisles with her eyes popping open with excitement. Then, running back up to the front, she asks, And what happened next?" "The turtle ate what?" "Remember, never put anything in the water that will be dangerous for a turtle to eat!" I counted 42 children ranging in ages from 3 to 14 or so. Ed and I hung out at both the 3-5 and 4-6 tables. It gave us such an appreciation for all the teachers of the world (Anne, I thought of you especially) and the patience it takes to teach our little ones in positive, affirming ways. You know, something other than "Sit down, now! If you do that once more, you're outta here!". An English woman at the 3-5 table kept saying, "Bottoms in the seat, bottoms in the seat" in her wonderfully pleasant accent.

Bequia Ferry
Elizabeth
05/25/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

We are loving Bequia (pronounced beck-way), finding lots of accessible dinghy docks, beautiful beaches, friendly locals and a sun that has beamed all day long. We met a local woman today, Cheryl, who sponsors a reading event for school age children two Saturdays a month who needs volunteers to either read with the younger children or listen to the older children and then help them make sense of the book they've just read. We told her we'd be happy to offer our time tomorrow. She's also sponsoring a poetry reading Sunday night which we hope to attend as well. She owns the Fig Tree Restaurant and is a beautiful woman with long dreadlocks and a welcoming smile who seems eager to invite us into her community. Everyone has been very friendly, with the exception of the man who yelled at us about the garbage on Young Island the other day. We're still not sure what that was about, but he was yelling at Ed and Ed finally yelled back when the man continued to yell even after Ed said, "OK, we'll take the garbage back with us to the boat!". At that very moment, the long snake crossed inches from our toes--rememeber me mentioning the snake? It was chaos for a moment or two. Since then, no one has yelled, the snakes have ignored us and the boat vendors have been pleasant and helpful. Tomorrow one of the vendors, Miranda will come by to pick up our laundry on the boat.

Tonight we've been invited to have cocktails and dinner on s/v Sapphire with Caroline and Moby, the couple we met in Dominica who also have a Bristol 41. We're looking forward to visiting with them again. We actually saw them in St. Lucia as well but didn't have the opportunity to get together.

05/26/2012 | tweedle
so so so missing you all and am still carrying the Pitons and St. Lucia in my heart, soul and spirit...what a wonderful journey! Be well, take care, watch out for snakes and say hello to all the turtles! love you xoxo
Tropical Wave
Elizabeth
05/24/2012, Bequia, St. Vincent & the Grenadines

Here we are again, in the midst of another tropical wave, bringing us an abudance of rain, squalls and gloomy skies.

I am reading a fascinating book called The Dovekeepers (I highly recommend it) about the Jews who held out against the Romans on Masada, a mountain in the Judean desert nearly 2,000 years ago. It is a fascinating, fictionalized account of how they lived, loved, fought, survived and ultimately were slaughtered. It would be wrong to say Ed and I live in a similarily primitive way as these people did, yet as I read of their lives, I am struck by how the elements control us in a way it did them, how they heeded the whims of nature as diligently as we do. They were completely dependent on whatever nature gave, floods, droughts, fires, storms, wild and ferocious animals. We are truly civilized in this life, yet every day we watch the skies, read our weather information, guess at what might come along. We watch the ground for slithering snakes who cross inches from our toes (like this morning). We read the faces of the locals to see who we might trust and hope the fish take our bait so we can eat without spending any more of our dwindling money on monthly provisions. We study the local produce vendors to see what we might use, study the surrounding water to determine its ability to replenish our supplies. I am constantly reminded of how different our life as cruisers is from when we had all creature comforts at our fingertips. Life is more simple in many regards, yet far more complex in others. Awakening to a beautiful sunrise or the sound of water lapping at your hull, that is simple. Pure. Nature at its most kindest. Moving to new locations when we're ready and the conditions are right, that is pretty darned simple. Getting the dinghy unsecured and Luna brought to shore in the midst of a sudden squall, being yelled at by locals who warn us not to deposit our garbage in the public bins, waiting in the rain for a government vet to examine our dog and permit her ashore without real or imagined threat to her life by the authorities, finding groceries (when the fish don't bite), ice, garbage disposal, laundry services, a place to land our dinghy---these are the complexities of life now. Trying to set the anchor only to have it drag when we are tired, hungry and damp from the saltwater waves during a passage, those are times we feel nature's authority. Having the neighboring sailboat's anchor drag in the midst of a mighty squall when sleep whispers its seductive call to us, or running out of fresh vegetables when we crave a large salad, these are some of our daily challenges. What we don't have to contend with are enemies like the Romans to the Jews, intent on destroying every last one of us. We don't live with that fear day in and day out, although as I read this book, I can't help but think how cruel mankind still is, dating as far back as anyone can record and how many people in the world live with that kind of threat and daily terror. Some things, like nature, remain the same. Perhaps the nature of mankind with its continuing desire to rule, control and dominate has remained unchanged since the beginning of time. I need to remind myself often that in all life, what contains bad also contains good. It is the same for goodness; it, too has another hand to play. My next book is going to be a hysterically raucous comedy.

05/24/2012 | Kathryn Sain
interesting read...on all fronts...life is circular for sure, no new concepts really, just played out differently and with different means each generation...

Keep the faith,,,rainbows do come out after rain! xo

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