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| I love how many people bring their A-game for the festival. Kiddies' Carnival 2018 |
THERE'S THIS running argument in Trinidad & Tobago: Is Carnival bigger than Christmas?
I won't hazard a conclusion just yet; but I do believe that only people who live in a land where a certain festival, that's yours and yours alone, holds a sort of raison d'etre place in the national psyche, can quite comprehend why there's a debate like that at all.
Carnival. Yes, yes, it's all very "Oh boy-o-boy!!!". This despite how many people there are like me who have never played mas' on a Carnival Monday or Tuesday. I've heard it many times, "You never play mas'? You's not a Trini!"
I was either working (the Media didn't "close" for Carnival. In fact, it used to get hyper in my day), or watching the costumes on TV, or reading a good book.
But this year I hit the streets.
For several days I betook myself to the streets to get as many photos and posts ideas as I could.
That's why I've been a tad scarce this last week. Sorry. I will make it up to you.
My other blog, Trinbago Shine On (link at bottom), will for the rest of the month pay homage to the aspects of Carnival that I love love love. Meanwhile, here on Trinbago Come Good, I'll be dealing with the less savory side of the season, the things that make you go uhmm. Mostly in a "lighter side of ..." sort of way (except when I get real damn vex!).
To me, the true beauty of Carnival is what it means to my people and what it brings to our lives, whether we actively engage with it or not. We are all shareholders of the festival.
What's more, Carnival is storytelling, right.
As a writer, and a reader, how can I not appreciate that?
Come good
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