Blogs – Jamaica-Linc

5Mar

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Remember Mr. Piggy?

By Maria Hill By all indications, the piggy bank is alive and well, although it may no longer be in the form of a pig. During last Christmas season, I observed my 46- year-old husband creating a “bank” from a cookie tin. He had the tin soldered shut with a slot wide enough to admit cash. He is saving, he said, towards shopping during the upcoming summer vacation. My sister, who is a year older, saves fifty dollar bills in a peanut butter jar, and has accumulated thousands of dollars so far. Garfield, 37, who lives in Montego Bay, has kept the tradition alive both for himself and his two children – he has a coin jar and a wooden safe. Mellissa, a 32-year-old mom of North Brookfield, Massachusetts says her six- year-old son has a piggy bank and is saving to buy a farm....

Craft Anyone?

By Jelaine Foster Raise a hand if growing up you owned a sewing machine - or a box – that had crochet and embroidery materials, needles and thread! Again raise your hand if you own/owned various crochet, embroidery or knitted items (pillow cases, runners, tams, bed spreads, tea-cloths, pictures etc.) Put up both hands if you know the difference between crochet and crochet braids. Finally, raise the roof if you’ve ever knitted or crocheted a dress, pillow case or decorative piece. Think of your grandparents, parents or family members and recall the decorative items commonly seen in their homes. Also, reflect on the activities that ...

My Hair Journey

“I am not my hair. I am not my skin. I am the soul that lives within!” – India Arie Growing up I was never ashamed of my kinky hair but it was not something I was proud of, either. The strands just existed on my scalp; nothing great, nothing horrible, they were just there. However, when the teenaged years stormed in (‘que’ my mother’s deep sigh) all that I was interested in - or not – changed. For instance, my BET, 106 and Park obsessions, went into full bloom and the world of Dora existed no more. With all this new exposure came – amongst other things - my dream of one day having straight highlighted hair, popping pink gloss (you know the song) and a giant fan following my every step. Why? Because that was how beauty and being fierce were presented. It also didn’...