November 30, 2025
Balancing Tourism and Tradition
As the industry expands, the GTA works to protect ecosystems, culture, and community livelihoods
Manager of Product Development at the Guyana Tourism Authority, Candace Phillips and her team are working to ensure tourism growth supports both people and the natural environment
On the frontline of Guyana’s animal health On the frontline of Guyana’s animal health
One medical professional is passionate about her purpose
By Michel Outridge
ACROSS the East Bank corridor, the name Dr Hamwantie Nauth drifts easily into conversations with farmers, spoken with warmth, relief, and deep respect. To many livestock owners, Dr Nauth is more than a veterinary officer; she is the steady reassurance they crave when an animal falls ill.
Petite, soft-spoken, and humble in every sense, she arrives at farms at dawn, midday, or long into the night, moving with the quiet confidence of someone who knows that her presence alone can calm fear.
Farmers often say she is “just a phone call away,” and time after time, she proves them right.
Her journey to this life of selfless service began far from the farms she now frequents. Raised in West Ruimveldt before her family moved to Grove on the East Bank, she excelled academically at West Ruimveldt Primary and later at St Joseph High School, where she passed all eight of her CXC subjects.
After applying to the University of Guyana (UG) and waiting for the January intake, she sought employment to help her parents, who had taken a loan to complete
Dr Hamwantie Nauth in the field working with both animals and farmers their new home. That search led her to the late Mr Majeed Hussain, who, after reviewing her qualifications, offered her not a job but a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a scholarship to study veterinary medicine in Cuba.
With her mother’s full support, she embarked on a six-year academic odyssey at La Universidad de Granma in Bayamo. The early months were daunting. She struggled to master Spanish and wrestled with a deeper uncertainty, having once dreamt of becoming a medical doctor.
But when she signed her Public Service Ministry (PSM) contract and saw the words “Veterinary Medicine and Zootechnics,” she recognised that her life had shifted.
What felt unexpected at first later unfolded into a purpose she now embraces wholeheartedly.
When Dr Nauth returned to Guyana in 2010, she began her professional journey in central Georgetown before being transferred to Region Six, where she served communities across the Upper Corentyne.
Today, she serves Region Four along the East Bank corridor, carrying out a wide range of duties—from farm visits and surveillance to ante-mortem inspections, hatchery vaccination oversight, and even providing
Dr Hamwantie Nauth, the veterinarian
evidence in animal cruelty cases. To her, the work extends TURN TO PAGE IX
Balancing Tourism and Tradition Balancing Tourism and Tradition
By Shaniya Harding
TOURISM in Guyana is growing. With new tour operators venturing into undiscovered destinations and visitor numbers steadily rising, the sector is easily one of Guyana’s most successful. One of the leading, though often under-discussed, reasons for its success is its emphasis on sustainability and environmentally friendly tourism practices.
Agencies such as the Ministry of Tourism and the Guyana Tourism Authority (GTA) are leading the charge to ensure Guyana remains pristine. In an interview with the Pepperpot Magazine this week, Manager of Product Development at GTA, Candace Phillips, highlighted the work being done with businesses in the sector to ensure safe practices for both operators and visitors, preserving Guyana’s captivating natural beauty for years to come.
Phillips has been part of the GTA for the last six years, a journey that began in 2019, when she joined the organisation as a Product Development Officer. Today she sits as the Senior Manager of Product Development, a job title that, in tourism, means creating more than everyday products but experiences. “It’s been an interesting six years. I think there could not have been a greater fit for myself than product development,” she said. Detailing exactly what it takes to develop a tourism product, Phillips added, “I describe product development almost as magic, that thing that happens when you pick something that isn’t there before, and you create something new. So our job is basically to work with Indigenous communities or the private sector towards developing new tourism experiences in this part of the country.”
A major part of curating a tourism experience is environmental safety and sustainability awareness. As Phillips explained, attention and care for the environment are central to the GTA’s development process and are enforced from the very beginning, ensuring that the sector grows with the right practices in mind. “From the very get-go, the first time we do introduction to tourism training, we are emphasising the needs of the environment and how to really develop tourism in a natural environment.”
Another important consideration is understanding the various types of tourism, a vital element for any operator in the sector. Understand-
ing their business will better shape conservation and sustainability practices. “We spend some time talking about the differences between nature-based tourism and ecotourism. One of the things that we find is that a lot of people in Guyana especially say ecotourism
developing tourism in a community, but that community also has mining interests, or there’s a high deforestation level, or maybe they trap a lot of their birds or mammals. Those things cannot really happen to support a thriving tourism enterprise because tourism depends on the
As the industry expands, the GTA works to protect ecosystems, culture, and community livelihoods
specific to housing, then that’s that. But if you’re going to do tourism, there should be an area that is kept more or less pristine that you can take your guests to.” This creates a clear divide between community land and tourism land, ensuring that Guyana’s communities retain their
when the product is not really that, it may be something else. For us at the very get-go, it’s very important for people to understand the differences in the terminology.”
However, distinguishing and understanding the nature of a tourism venture is not a mere technicality. According to Phillips, this is further emphasised in community-based tourism, where extractive activities can not only hamper, but halt the development of tourism in a community or region.
“We work with communities to help them understand that the extractive sector and the natural environment are two things that cannot really exist side by side if you really want sustainable tourism,” she said. “Say, for example, you’re
natural environment being intact, the animals being there, the various species being there.”
This brings organisations like the GTA to an interesting crossroads. While tourism development is important, many communities argue that other industries are equally vital. To address this, the GTA has developed a range of solutions, working with communities to understand their tourism goals and to draw a clear distinction between community and tourism activities. One of the ways this is done is through zoning.
As Phillips explains, “Part of what we do is helping communities to realise that there’s value in zoning their community lands. If there is an area, a part of their land that is
identity and remain vibrant.
Conservation is also an area the GTA is keen to promote in the industry. In Guyana, where most tourism is nature and environmentally based, conservation is vital. However, as Phillips shared, agencies like the GTA must maintain balance.
On this note, Phillips shared that while communities are not prevented from engaging in these practices, they are educated and asked to do so responsibly. “Whether it is a fishing community that may be doing fishing, they have a responsibility to do it in the right way,” she said. “We want to make sure that when they’re doing the fishing, they’re paying attention to the environment, they’re protecting, most of all,
the species or the heart of it. And they’re not doing more things to actually damage the environment and also threaten the very fish that is necessary, not only for their business, but for people’s livelihood as well, and basic food.”
But community land and practices are not the only things the GTA works with communities to preserve. Keeping culture intact is also important. As Phillips highlighted, most communities are home to a cultural or sacred location, whether historic or otherwise, and preserving these locations amid tourism growth is not only possible but necessary. “When we look at cultural sites, there are a number of communities across the country that have, or maybe nearly every community has, a cultural or sacred site,” she said. “One of the things we really emphasise, and we do training on that as well, is recognising that not every area in your community is meant to be a tourism area.
There are certain parts that can be kept away from the tourism trail, simply because it’s more important to preserve your culture more than anything else.”
And while communities and tour operators are normally tasked with ensuring best practices in conservation and sustainability, Phillips highlighted the fact that some of that onus falls on tourists as well. Citing the code of conduct, she stated, “The code of conduct is basically a document that is developed, and it covers two things. It covers the relationship between the guest and the community, and vice versa.” She further stated, “Because usually, when we think of tourism development, we tend to put a lot of pressure on the operator or a lot of pressure on the communities to uphold a certain standard. But we also need to balance that with the responsibilities that guests, too, have to the areas that they are visiting. And that’s where that respect for people’s way of life and land becomes so important.”
As Guyana’s tourism sector continues its upward trajectory, the GTA’s approach demonstrates that economic growth and environmental preservation need not be mutually exclusive. Through strategic zoning, cultural sensitivity, responsible fishing practices and shared accountability between operators and visitors, the country is charting a path that protects its natural assets while creating sustainable livelihoods, a model that places equal weight on prosperity and preservation.
Manager of Product Development at the Guyana Tourism Authority, Candace Phillips and her team are working to ensure tourism growth supports both people and the natural environment
By Shaniya Harding
GENDER-BASED violence
(GBV) remains one of the world’s most persistent human-rights challenges, and that reality is being highlighted now more than ever as Guyana joins the global observance of the 16 Days of Activism from November 25 to December 10. The period is dedicated to raising critical awareness of GBV, and, in Guyana, more survivors are sharing their stories of strength while honouring the lives lost.
Significant work is also underway on the policy front, with government intervention becoming stronger and more targeted than ever. One of the impactful events held earlier this week was the Red Shoe Memorial Project at the Kitty Seawall: a striking display of red heels and the biographies of women who lost their lives to gender-based violence.
Among the most powerful voices at the event was survivor Sonia Seenarine, who shared her journey of enduring 15 years in an abusive marriage before finding the courage to speak out, leave, and rebuild. In an interview, Minister of Human Services and Social Security, Vindhya Persaud, highlighted how her Ministry is working to ensure the safety of women like Sonia, during and far beyond these 16 days of activism.
Speaking to a number of people
Beyond the 16 Days
How survivors’ voices, public remembrance, and strengthened government interventions are defining Guyana’s push to confront gender-based violence year-round
of my bed, praying for peace. Days I wondered if I would lose myself completely,” she said.
Sonia’s defining moment came after what she called a “particularly frightening incident.” Seeing the fear instilled in her children as well motivated her to leave. The changes were small, minimal at first. After a decade and a half of enduring abuse, Sonia slowly began to rebuild her confidence, her independence, and her sense of self. “It was a series of small steps, whispers to myself that I deserved peace. Secret plans, latenight tears, and prayers of courage. I
had to rebuild my confidence, piece by piece. I had to unlearn the lies that I was told about my worth, but slowly I found my voice again. And the day we walked out, me holding my kids’ hands, I left in fear, yes, but also felt freedom. The air smelt different. My heart beat differently. It was the first real breath I had taken in years.” While rebuilding her life was no easy task, Sonia says it was necessary and hopes it inspires other women.
The government’s approach to tackling GBV is inspired by stories like Sonia’s, with awareness and
accessibility among the guiding pillars of its push. For Minister of Human Services and Social Security, Vindhya Persaud, ensuring that every Guyanese is aware of GBV, its signs, and how to report and handle it is crucial.
“Remember, violence occurs everywhere. It affects everyone. So no community, region, or environment is spared. Whether you speak of children in school or you speak of families or communities, it happens. So it is imperative that we have awareness so people, one, can TURN TO PAGE XV
gathered at the memorial on Tuesday, Sonia took the opportunity to tell her story, one that began when she got married at just nineteen. Retelling her journey, Sonia described her marriage as a battlefield and her home a place filled with unpredictable mines.
“I stand here not just as a woman who survived abuse, but as a mother, a sister, a friend, and a reminder that even the quietest whisper of hope can become a roar. For 15 years, I lived in a marriage that looked normal on the outside. I smiled in photos. I cooked dinner. I carried the weight of being a good wife, but behind closed doors, my home was a battlefield. I was walking on eggshells, never knowing what would trigger the next outburst,” she shared.
Sonia’s story bears resemblance to numerous others who faced and survived domestic violence, with signs of abusive behaviour beginning to show slowly. Recounting her journey, she highlighted that while she faced various types of abuse, she held on to the idea that she would be able to change him. “Whether it would be silence, insult, or violence, I told myself so many things. I can fix this.
He didn’t mean it. If I try harder, things will get better. And the most painful of all, my children needed a complete home. What I didn’t realise then was that wasn’t a complete home for my kids. There were days I felt numb. Days I sat on the edge
Sonia Seenarine, a survivor of domestic violence and an advocate against gender-based violence
The joys of swine rearing in the hinterland
By Michel Outridge
ON the quiet slope of Hosororo Hill in Mabaruma, Region One, 70-year-old swine farmer, Nigel Peters, moves through his pig pens with the steady confidence of a man who has spent a lifetime among animals.
The soft grunts of piglets and the rhythmic splashing from his automatic water system create a familiar soundtrack to mornings on his farm—a modest but vital operation that supports pork supply and food security across the Barima-Waini region.
Peters’ love for livestock began in Lovely Lass Village, West Coast Berbice, where he reared pigs alongside his grandmother.
When he moved to Region One in 1975, he carried that early knowledge with him, but it was not until 2020—motivated by the PPP/C Government’s revitalised agricultural policies under President Dr Irfaan Ali—that he decided to restart his swine production formally.
Inspired by the renewed national focus on food security and livestock development, he took a leap of faith and began rebuilding his herd.
To restart his operation, Peters
first purchased two pigs from local farmers and received one pig from the Guyana Livestock Development Authority (GLDA).
As GLDA continued to monitor and support the progress of his production system, the agency later provided two additional pigs to strengthen his genetic base.
This initial investment laid the foundation for a small but growing farm with solid breeding potential.
As his herd expanded, Peters began sharing offspring with fellow swine farmers in his community, helping them improve their own genetic lines.
This informal but impactful genetic improvement initiative was successful and strengthened the swine network in the region.
Today, most of Peters’ pigs are Large Whites, a breed he enjoys rearing for their adaptability, strong growth, and suitability for the local climate. Still, he is eager to embrace the TN70, the preferred maternal line used for commercial pork production.
The TN70 is valued for its large, uniform litters, calm temperament, excellent mothering ability, and impressive feed efficiency—traits that make it ideal for farmers seek-
ing high productivity with reduced costs.
Peters believes adopting the TN70 would elevate his herd’s performance and help Region One achieve stronger food production outcomes.
Despite his progress, swine farming in a remote region poses its own challenges. Peters currently struggles to access a mature boar for breeding and has had to borrow a young, undersized one from a neighbouring farmer.
During a recent GLDA field visit, he attempted to purchase one but was disappointed that only newlyweaned pigs were available.
He is now urgently appealing for support from GLDA to secure a suitable boar to keep his production on track.
Even with these challenges, Peters keeps his farm operating at a high standard. His pens are clean, well-ventilated, and equipped with an automatic water system fed by a black tank. He hopes to upgrade to automatic feeders soon. He insists on humane treatment of his animals, saying, “I treat my animals like friends.”
His commitment extends to food safety as well: he slaughters
his pigs himself and strictly adheres to all withdrawal periods, record keeping, and sanitary protocols. Before each slaughter, he contacts Mr Alfred, GLDA’s dedicated Regional Co-ordinator and extension officer in Region One, for inspection and approval.
Peters praises Alfred’s expertise and support but believes the region urgently needs more technical staff, given the growing number of swine farmers.
Region One’s swine industry is expanding steadily, as households increasingly depend on pig rearing for income and food security.
The pork market is consistently strong, but farmers still grapple with high feed costs and steep transportation costs. Peters currently purchases feed on the East Coast Demerara for $2,000 per bag, then bears additional shipping costs by boat to Mabaruma.
He hopes farmers will eventually receive priority ferry access for livestock feed, easing the financial burden on those who help supply the region with meat.
For Peters, the Artificial Insemination (AI) programme run by GLDA represents one of the most important opportunities for the fu-
ture of swine production.
AI enables farmers to access elite genetics without the cost of maintaining multiple boars, while reducing disease risks and improving productivity.
Although this programme is available in several regions, Region One has not yet benefitted from it. Peters is hopeful that farmers will soon receive training and access to AI services, which he believes will enhance the region’s genetic stock and significantly reduce operational costs.
Despite the hurdles, Peters remains proud and optimistic.
He is encouraged by the national investment in agriculture, grateful for the support he has received from GLDA, and determined to continue contributing to his region’s food supply.
In the quiet moments on his farm—while the piglets play at his feet and the sow rests in the shade—he reflects on how a small, committed operation can make a meaningful difference to an entire community.
His story is one of resilience, growth, and hope for a stronger, more modern swine industry in Region One.
Nigel Peters tending to one of his pigs
Swine farmer, Nigel Peters, and GLDA Extension staff, Alfred (only name given), during a visit to his farm
Why do we continue to ‘Add women and stir’ in developmental spaces?
THERE are certain “buzzwords” that are often used in developmental spaces to appease a particular audience. Unfortunately, I believe certain words can become overused, and we lose their true meanings or concepts along the way. This is a common trend I am now noticing with the words “women”, “girls” and “gender”. In many of the developmental work currently underway in Guyana and around the world, you might hear these words.
Is the use of these words genuine? Or are they merely “plug-ins” people add to grasp our attention? You might be wondering why I even care, or why this is important. Permit me to expand further through this week’s column.
In some academic readings I recently completed, I came across the concept of “add women and stir”. This phenomenon of simply adding women to the mix, without authenticity, analysis, or structural measures to ensure their rights are respected, is addressed perfectly by this concept.
It is a phrase often used in developmental studies, specifically in women and development. It is mainly used as a feminist critique in gender mainstreaming. Women and girls come from many different backgrounds, cultures, and sexual identities, and all have different values.
The first mistake I often see people make in project implementations for women and girls is a “one size fits all” approach. I often see people disregard the work of intersectional feminist theories when planning events, services, or projects for women. The challenges I face as a mixed-Guyanese woman from Berbice will not be the same set of challenges an Indigenous woman faces in Kato, Region 8. Yet again, we “add” women into one large bowl and “stir”.
I also observe women often being asked to sit in leadership roles for the purpose of being a “diversity hire”. Yes, women are invited to leadership tables, but have we truly
Sometimes grand conferences and celebrations are held to honour women’s accomplishments or to commemorate International Women’s Day. After those events are completed, do the organisers continue to support these women and their challenges sustainably? Or are these events merely ceremonial? Again, we “add” women into a bowl and “stir”.
Lastly, and I believe most importantly, I am aware that many developmental projects now require women and girls to be the main target population or group.
It is a requirement for many organisations and bodies to receive funds from international or regional donors. As such, I am curious to know how many projects targeted to women and girls were only drafted or implemented simply for funding opportunities – and not because women and girls truly need the assistance the project provides. Yet again, we continue to “add” women and “stir”.
Many people often try to equate this “adding” of women to the con-
text of developmental work with equality. It is truly an injustice and quite absurd to believe that.
The misuse, overuse, inauthenticity and unjust use of the words “women”, “girls” and “gender” are dangerous because they can desensitise people from Gender or Women and Development altogether.
It can also overshadow the genuine, hard work other people continue to do in these spaces for women while allowing us to feel a false sense of “empowerment” or “equality”.
I hope, as you read this column, you understand the implications at stake when people – especially those in positions of power – add women or gender to conversations about equality, development, and the future. Instead of adding women and stirring, the developmental space should be able to address the systemic and structural barriers that affect women. We should not “stir” women. Instead, we should listen to women, respect them, help them, and resource them.
expanded the structural systems that prevent women from breaking the glass ceiling? Again, we “add” women into the bowl and “stir”.
Saving History Saving History
BURIED deep in our soils are the secrets left by our previous generations. Every few years, one of these secrets is uncovered, examined, and arranged into stories for us to marvel at.
Sometimes, these ancient secrets take the form of tombs or pyramids. Sometimes, they are nothing more than bones or pieces of ceramic.
Nevertheless, when they are pieced together, they give us a window into the past and remind us of who we used to be.
There are other ways for us to remember our past, too. We can remember our past through craft, through art, and through the stories we learn from our predecessors.
Each time a recipe is passed on to a new generation, each time a grandfather teaches his grandson a family craft, and each time a mother sings her daughter a song, a piece of sacred history is preserved.
What if, however, we were to suddenly find ourselves in an era where nothing was passed on or preserved? What if crafts and stories faded like dying flowers? What if our successors looked back and saw no way to trace their roots? This idea may seem rather abstract, but it is the reality we collectively face today.
As we each go through our lives, we will eventually come to the strange realisation that the obstacles we face and overcome give us meaning.
The stars are only so beautiful because the surrounding darkness punctuates their light. The sight of flowing water is only so mesmerising because of the stones and boulders which shape its torrents.
The fights and struggles we face lead to our metamorphosis. They shape us and help us shine. Despite these facts, it is impossible to imagine turning down a chance to live a life without struggles.
It is natural for us to make choices that will make our lives as easy as possible; this has become quite evident in today’s era.
Our generation is known for its efficiency and its value of time. In almost every aspect of our lives, from transportation to healthcare, we use tools and technology to save time and energy. Simple tasks such as washing clothes or cooking a meal are no longer as labour-intensive as they used to be.
So, we can use our additional time to pursue other interests. However, this sudden dependence on technology has normalised spending as little time as possible on each task. As a result, we are losing enormous chunks of our culture in exchange for
convenience. Culture is segmented and spread as shortlived trends, often used in the commercial world. Then, once it becomes irrelevant, the trend is discarded and replaced by a new one.
For example, ever-changing fast fashion and easily available Western clothes have grossly replaced culture-specific clothing and crafts. Parsi embroidery, which originated in Persia and was later brought to India, is now considered a dying art.
A piece made using Parsi embroidery can take anywhere from three weeks to eight months to complete. Yet because of its labour-intensive nature and low demand, it is currently fading away. Traditionally, food items such as cakes, pies, breads and jams would have been prepared at home. However, these too are replaced today by their storebought counterparts for the sake of time.
These crafts and traditions, though labour-intensive and time-consuming, served as the foundation for our societies in important ways. They gave each individual in a community a meaningful role and allowed their skills to be utilised productively.
More importantly, they became the identities that people have learned to carry. Our food, our clothing, and our crafts are not necessarily what make up our history. Rather, it is the methodologies we used to create these things that became such crucial facets of our culture.
Change can be as simple as learning a family recipe and using it instead of buying fast food; it can be as simple as buying clothing from a traditional craftsman rather than a fast-fashion website. We can still save our history. It is not too late. By prioritising meaning and not convenience in our choices, we can ensure that our culture is preserved for future generations.
On the frontline of...
far beyond treating sick animals. It is, she says, about food safety, protecting livelihoods, and helping farmers navigate challenges such as high mortality in broiler production.
Her dedication to self-improvement matches her commitment to farmers. Over the years, she has undertaken several international trainings, including veterinary epidemiology in poultry in São Paulo, surveillance and preparedness for highly pathogenic avian influenza in Brazil, and advanced courses in avian diseases and health management in Hessarghatta, India.
These trainings, she admits, are essential because one of her most difficult professional moments is standing before a farmer without an immediate solution.
Still, she never allows that discomfort to halt her; instead, it fuels her commitment to continuous learning and knowledge sharing.
She deeply values farmers’ own experience, believing that the best outcomes arise when traditional knowledge and modern veterinary medicine meet.
Dr Nauth’s compassion extends beyond her official duties. She often mentors secondary school students with their SBA practical components and assists primary learners with Spanish—a gesture she considers part of giving back to her community.
Despite the long hours and emotionally demanding nature of her work, she remains grounded. She admits that the tasks can sometimes be overwhelming, but she
is deeply grateful for the support of her colleagues and the astute leadership of the GLDA, headed by Chief Executive Officer, Dr Dwight Walrond.
Beyond her official duties, there is a tender, personal side to Dr Nauth that emerges when she speaks about her family.
Her eyes brighten when she mentions her younger brother. “My brother, Somesh Nauth, is like my grown baby,” she says fondly.
“Since I returned in 2010, I’ve watched his metamorphosis.” Somesh recently excelled at CXC, earning all 12 subjects, and is now pursuing a degree in computer science—a journey that fills her with immense pride.
This bond grounds her, much like her admiration for her mother, a single parent who supported her endlessly during her years in Cuba and every chapter thereafter.
“My mother is my foundation,” she says. “Everything I am is because she never lets me fall.”
Despite the intensity of her work, Dr Nauth remains unpretentious and refreshingly relatable. She laughs at herself when she talks about the culinary challenges she is still trying to master or her ongoing attempts to keep up with fast-changing fashion trends.
Her colleagues often tease her for being meticulous, both in her professional duties and in her efforts to learn these everyday skills.
She is also deeply optimistic about Guyana’s agricultural future. Dr Nauth strongly believes the PPP/C Government’s current agri-
cultural policies create meaningful, lucrative opportunities for youth and women.
While the early stages of agricultural ventures can feel tedious, she notes that this is one of the best times to get involved in farming.
Access to improved genetics, advanced technology, better support services, and institutions such as the new agricultural development bank makes getting started and staying afloat more achievable than ever before.
From the farms of the East Bank to Guyana’s wider agricultural landscape, Dr Nauth has built her life on service, resilience, and quiet courage.
She moves through her days without fanfare, never seeking recognition, and yet her impact reverberates in every community she touches.
A petite, soft-spoken lioness, she embodies a kind of strength that does not roar but instead arrives calmly, shows up faithfully, and gets the work done over and over again.
THE GRAPHIC WORLD THROUGH CIVILISATION, EXPRESSIONS OF COMEDY & CHARACTER…
IN past articles, I have highlighted the work of ancient rock art, much of which we cannot clearly identify or accurately interpret, but which does tell stories of events that we modern folk still ponder. What should astonish us are the sequences of ‘cartoons’ and humorous characterisation in ages that we presume were primitive and quick at severe and violent judgement.
What we must reiterate is that some human qualities were nurtured in eras that were more accommodating and civilised than our
own, in their ability to relate to humour and mocking interpretations of their times in both art and music.
Throughout the evolution of civilisation, humans have leaned on the arts in all forms to gain greater clarity about the self. Illustrators emerged to leave footprints beyond shattered human remains, marking the growth of our species and announcing not only the stereotypical elements of our cave-nature towards violence, but also creative tendencies to establish archives we may follow. Thus came the awareness of choices and the growth of
more civilised potential, which we at times recognise and embrace, through expression or sincere acknowledgement. What we are now sure of is that we humans are a species in continuous evolution, balancing our character towards the higher consciousness we readily assume is innate, especially in observing the non-human animal and insect realms that co-exist with us.
But not every sphere of human occupation places the expressions of the arts as infinite as their manifestations express. For some, what can be described as the mundane
exclusively prevails.
The king Darius the Great, of the warring nation of Persia, commanded the designers and artists of Egypt to be housed in his domain to design and beautify his capital in the Persian-occupied land of Elam. From the text, it would seem that the arts of Egypt overwhelmed him; even his personal imagery was redone in the forms of Egypt (Khemet).
Today in Guyana, most of our accomplished artists are compelled to reside abroad because it seems that what inspires collective poli-
tics requires no aesthetic engagement, and this is not exclusive to any particular group thinking. The arts, as in every dual commercial expression, require input from their own world of multiple inspirations that drive their expression to reach the platform of choice. The individual artist, in most cases, expands from the inspiration that was the magnet of that inner dream-self, relating to the kindred world around—the multiple realities of its shades of truth—that beckon to be expressed.
WHEN A DREAM FOUND HER II
ALISA, like every young, ambitious woman, had dreams of a successful career, of laying a foundation for a wonderful future, and getting married when the time was right. She had studied for a degree in business management because she wanted to one day open her own business and become a confident, visionary businesswoman.
But her father’s unfortunate accident, which caused her to resign from her job, had put her dream and ambition on indefinite hold as she now took life one day at a time.
She held onto hope and faith, believing that if something rewarding in life found her, it would.
And it did!
Two months after her brave act in rescuing the abused woman and child, Alisa received a phone call with a job offer. It was among the many she had received since the news media carried that story, but this offer was from one of the wealthiest families in the city. They owned a string of jewellery stores across the country, and investments in the hotel industry.
“Interesting!” she voiced. “I wonder what job level it is.”
She did not want a fulltime commitment to any entity; she wanted to work independently until she could fund a small business of her own and work her way up. But out of curiosity, she attended the interview that was conducted by one of the sons, a junior executive of the family’s business.
As Alisa walked into his office, after being sent in by his secretary, she took a quiet, deep breath. The posh, luxurious décor and invigorating scent were captivating to a
simple girl from an average home, but it was the man behind the desk that literally took her breath away. His handsome appearance was something a simple girl like her could only dream of, and his confident, refined personality complemented it. He smiled warmly and stood up to greet her.
“It’s quite a pleasure meeting you,” he said.
She looked a little puzzled, and he stated, “The taxi driver who rescued the woman and child from a vicious attack.”
“Oh,” she expressed quietly, “I didn’t know you knew of that.”
“Yes, as business people we have vested interest in our own safety and security.”
She smiled a little, understanding, and he continued, “We have an average fleet of vehicles and team of drivers who chauffeur executives to different locations, and we are always keen on hiring the best.”
He paused, and she looked at him, and asked, somewhat surprised, “And you want me to drive for your
business entity?”
“Yes, from the reports I
read, you had shown calmness, focus and amazing
skills in that situation.”
“I don’t know how I did it, but I did, and I’m not sure I can take on any big responsibility because I’m just a taxi driver with not much experience.”
“You have potential that you have not quite recognised, because the man you drove away from that day was an ex–race car driver.”
“What?!” she exclaimed, totally surprised.
“That’s why I want to offer you the job of being my personal driver.”
Another expression of surprise from her.
He presented the salary, benefits and work schedule to her. It took her a little while to respond, then she took a deep breath and stated, “It’s quite attractive, but I resigned
from my job to take care of my parents, thus the taxi work.”
“We can work something out with your hours and the doctor appointment days for your father, but I would need someone like you for important trips.”
They discussed for a while and she told him she could work on a temporary basis to see how it works for her. He nodded and smiled, “You’re quite an independent woman, so I’ll take it.”
She was sent for a suit-fitting and gave the Mercedes-Benz a test drive to get a feel for the car. The garage had several luxury vehicles, including a G-Wagon and a Porsche.
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THE POLITICIAN
A short story from Short and Sweet by Robert J. Fernandes
“THIS is overdoing it now,” declared the woman outside the Silk Cotton Beer Garden in Soesdyke, “dem people from the small islands does come in we country and do whatever dey want fuh do.” She was staring at the front page of the Chronicle newspaper where there was a photograph of Mr Hilton Gravesande. He was proudly announcing that he had formed his own political party, with him as its leader and presidential candidate, to contest the next elections.
Although Hilton Gravesande had come to Guyana from St Lucia forty years ago as a boy of twelve, he still spoke with the unmistakable accent of his native land. His early years in Guyana were
spent working with his uncle on a timber concession in the upper reaches of the Demerara River. It was here that he learnt to make Wallaba paling staves, shingles and fence posts, which were exported to St Lucia and some of the other small Caribbean islands.
Like many of his fellow islanders, he also tried his hand at prospecting for gold and diamonds in various regions of Guyana’s rugged interior.
The time came when Hilton heard that a foreign construction company had been granted the contract to build a highway from Soesdyke to Linden and needed workers.
He left the interior and got a job as supervisor of the stone crushing plant, for the duration of the road project.
Hilton came to live in Soes-
dyke, married a good woman from the village and settled down to raise a large family.
A few years later, Hilton realised that the highway project was nearing completion and he would lose his job. He had not been able to put aside any savings and knew that for the sake of his family’s future, he urgently had to come up with a plan to provide for them. By the time his last week on the job came around he had made his decision.
Early one morning when no one else was around, Hilton purposely pushed his left hand into the crushing machine. His hand was badly mangled, resulting in the loss of two of his fingers.
Before the accident, Hilton’s record with the com -
pany had been excellent and they had no hesitation in awarding him a generous compensation settlement. Faced with this newly manufactured prosperity, he thought of opening a beer garden under his house. But considering the fact that Soesdyke had more beer gardens than kitchen gardens, he decided against it. On Sunday, in the small Catholic church which he attended, he prayed for supreme guidance. His prayers were quickly answered. While he was taking up the collection during the service, a divine vision came to him. He would start his own church in Soesdyke. Hilton had always been a smooth talker who liked to use big words, so delivering inspirational sermons
every Sunday would not be a problem for him. There was no law against starting a new church, but he decided that the name he chose for it would have to sound genuine.
Growing up he had always liked the sound of the word “Episcopalian”, but he realised that he couldn’t use the word in its true sense, as his church would not officially be part of that sect. He had read in a magazine that the Russian church was both “orthodox” and otherwise; and so the Unorthodox Episcopalian Church of Soesdyke was founded.
Over the years Pastor Hilton Gravesande and his church flourished and his flock multiplied a hundredfold. In fact he was such an impressive speaker that he was able to found the Unorthodox Episcopalian Church of Lodge and another branch in Kitty. Hilton then became the Unorthodox Bishop of his three congregations, and spent his time visiting from church to church.
When election year came around, Hilton was amazed by the great number of small parties that mushroomed into
the political fray to challenge the well-established ones. He was surprised at the poor calibre of their leaders, who were also their presidential candidates. Hilton had come across a wise quotation which claimed that, “Politics was the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.” However, these particular presidential candidates had taken this wisdom too literally. He was not knowingly a conceited man, but when he compared himself to the candidates, he couldn’t help feeling superior in both intellect and charisma. With hundreds of “Unorthodox” followers to provide him with a solid political base, Hilton Gravesande had so many things going for him, that he decided to run for President of the Co-operative Republic of Guyana.
This is what now upset the woman outside the beer garden in Soesdyke, so she dashed the newspaper to the ground and stormed into the shop saying, “Islander antyman wid he cut off han, can’t even govern he plate of rice. Look, gimme a Banks, I tired TURN TO PAGE XIV
A Review of Michael Jordan’s
The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt
MICHAEL Jordan’s compelling new novel, The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt, deservedly won the 2022 Guyana Prize for Best Novel. It is a gripping tour de force exploring murder and police corruption set against the gritty backdrop of Guyana. While firmly rooted in the mystery genre, this is not
Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood or Norman Mailer’s The Executioner’s Song, Jordan’s novel offers a stark examination of crime and criminality.
It diverges sharply from the cosy mysteries of Agatha Christie or the pulp thrillers of Mickey Spillane. This is a dark, unflinching narrative populated by men-
a conventional whodunnit—instead, it probes the darker question: why was the killer able to get away with it? Politics, cronyism, bumbling police work, moral decay, and a callous disregard for human life all weave together to create a chilling portrait of societal breakdown.
More reminiscent of
acing characters engaged in heinous acts, including the brutal murder of women and children.
The novel reads like a journalistic exposé, pulling back the curtain on the seedy underbelly of Guyanese urban life—class hierarchies, police brutality, and a citizenry’s terrifying tolerance for abuses of power. Jor-
dan’s storytelling carries a prescient resonance that reflects both Guyana’s historical and contemporary realities. Inspired by a real murder case, the story centres on the 1978 death of seventeen-year-old Sandra Stephens, found with a broken neck in an alleyway in Tucville.
The narrative explores the ripple effects of Sandra’s death across her community—the grief of friends, parents, neighbours, the police tasked with the investigation, and the suspected killer. Most poignantly, it affects fourteen-year-old Daniel McAllister, whose sister was Sandra’s friend. A savant with an uncanny memory for disturbing details, Daniel is haunted by the crime well into adulthood.
Jumping forward thirteen
years, Daniel has become a fledgling investigative reporter at the Chronicles, frequently outpaced by rivals but obsessed with reopening Sandra’s case.
When a new murder of a young girl echoes the tragedy of 1978, Daniel suspects the work of a serial killer and doggedly pursues leads despite scepticism from his peers. Readers are drawn with him into the darkest corners of the city’s underworld.
Daniel uncovers a horrifying pattern: multiple young girls, raped, murdered, and discarded like refuse in city canals—cases buried under layers of police cover-ups and official silence. His investigation descends into a modern-day Inferno, where he encounters a parade of villains—pimps,
rapists, drug dealers—each more depraved than the last.
The portrayal of poverty is raw and visceral, haunting the reader like the image of wounded creatures dragging themselves to die unnoticed, mirroring the fate of many of the murdered girls.
Like Jordan’s previous novel, Kamarang—a masterful blend of horror—The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt moves at a breakneck pace towards a surprising climax. Yet, unlike Kamarang, this novel favours a lean, direct prose style that prioritises dialogue over lengthy exposition.
Gone are the poetic meditations on rain or the lush Guyanese landscape; Jordan’s unadorned prose resembles the terse, hard-hitting style of crime reporters, with Guyanese Creole dia-
logue that lends authenticity and texture to the narrative.
In many ways, The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt is a political novel, its unvarnished critique of government and law enforcement serving as an explicit condemnation. Police responses to the murders are perfunctory—empty assurances of “no stone shall be left unturned” ring hollow against the backdrop of cover-ups and brutality.
A particularly harrowing scene depicts police torturing teenagers—binding their limbs and throwing them into a canal—highlighting the brutal abuse of power with chilling casualness. Worse still, these atrocities are met with fearful acquiescence by the citizenry, leaving justice elusive and TURN TO PAGE XV
THE POLITICIAN
of foreign tings.” The shopkeeper and most of the residents of Soesdyke agreed with her.
Hilton wanted to choose a meaningful name for his political party. After considering more flamboyant names, he reasoned that the people of Guyana had lived in hope for so many years, that he would settle for the Eternal Hope Party. As a symbol for the EHP he chose the seaside koker at Hope Beach. Hilton was especially proud of the symbolism of his symbol.
As President he would be like a koker to the nation, controlling the ebb and flow of the lives of its citizens. The official launch took place at the Dakara Creek Resort, Timehri, where the members of his Soesdyke and Georgetown flocks mingled as Hilton regaled them about the true meaning of politics and red water.
Early in his campaign he realised that he had to broaden his appeal in order to gain supporters other than the followers of his church. To this end he held meetings in Essequibo, where he introduced himself as Hilton Alistair Gravesande, whose great, great, great, great ancestor Laurens Storm Gravesande was the first Governor of Essequibo. This did not particularly impress the people of Essequibo as
they had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
Still Hilton felt that it must have had some effect on them as no one questioned how a St Lucian like him could be related to a Dutchman in Guyana.
For the EHP, campaigning in Georgetown was more difficult as this was where most of the other parties concentrated their efforts. Hilton knew he could not win the election and resigned himself to the fact that he would not be President of Guyana. His ambition was to beat all of the other small political parties. He wanted them to appreciate that Hilton Alistair Gravesande was a man of considerable substance and stature in the community. This would not only win him the respect he deserved, but help to increase the congregation of the Unorthodox Episcopalian Church.
Once he realised that he couldn’t win, Hilton resorted to the age-old political practice of making ridiculous promises that would never have to be kept. Hilton Gravesande, the man of God, crafted the EHP manifesto in such glowing terms that if it was ever to become a reality, the living conditions in Guyana would be as close to heaven as possible.
Hilton had been a man of the street all his life and
knew exactly what most of the voters needed. To the well-worn promises of free education he added free transportation for all schoolchildren to and from school. As a bonus they would all receive a free midday meal with the compliments of the Ministry of Education. In Hilton’s government, income tax would no longer concern individuals, but apply only to companies and large businesses with more than ten employees.
The solution to the housing problem was simple. Since Guyana belonged to Guyanese, each person on the voters’ list would immediately get a free house-lot. By his calculation, fifty square miles could be set aside to accomplish this, leaving 82,950 square miles of our dear land of Guyana to be auctioned off to foreign investors. Hilton also reasoned that any government which truly represented the interests of the people should not charge them for any services supplied by a government-owned public utility. He promised that whenever water and electricity were available, they would be supplied free of charge. In that way there would be no more complaints about water shortages or blackouts.
The Everlasting Hope Party became very popular.
Wherever it held street-corner meetings, large crowds gathered to hear the latest campaign promises designed to assist poor people. Hilton Gravesande was always on TV taking part in panel discussions and proclaiming the virtues of the EHP manifesto. When questions were put to him that he could not answer logically, he would revert to his holy teachings by reminding everyone that God will always find a way to help poor people.
Rumours are the offspring of politics and before long a rumour emerged about the EHP. The party’s initials were by coincidence the same as a locally manufactured brand of vinegar. This fuelled the rumour that the Everlasting Hope Party was being sponsored and endorsed by the vinegar manufacturing company. This was not true, and was vehemently denied by Hilton. However, always on the lookout for ways to gain the advantage on his opponents, the EHP vinegar connection gave him an idea.
The upcoming General Election was due to take place a week before Christmas and this would be the time when housewives needed vinegar to prepare their garlic pork and other holiday dishes. Hilton’s plan was to give each member of his party a free bottle of vinegar
as an incentive for more voters to join. This meant that while the other parties were playing the ‘race card’, Hilton Gravesande would once again demonstrate his uniqueness among political leaders, by playing the ‘vinegar card’.
By the end of the campaign, the EHP became known as the housewives’ party. Hilton was proud of this, as he had always noticed that women were especially attracted to him. He had now attracted so many supporters that he felt he would achieve his goal of defeating all of the smaller parties. Hilton did nothing without a good reason and in keeping with his party’s “Housewife” identity he chose the corner in front of the Carnegie School of Home Economics for the site of the EHP’s closing rally, on the eve of the elections. The morning after the election, Hilton Gravesande awoke from a dream-full sleep to find that even his most whispered prayers had been answered. The results were out.
Not only had he defeated all of the smaller parties, but other than the two major parties, the EHP was the only party to win a seat in Parliament. In the midst of his jubilation it took him some time to realise that the two main parties had gained the same amount of seats,
while he had gained the only other seat that was left. The EHP and Hilton Gravesande therefore held the balance of political power.
Hilton Gravesande sat in front of the television, not seeing or hearing anything. In fact all he was feeling was the unmistakable rush of power that fuels all politicians—the power of victory, the power of achieving high office, and most potent of all, the power over the life and destiny of his fellow man. Very few are immune to this intoxication, and Hilton was definitely not one of them.
He knew it wouldn’t be long before the phone would ring and those that had scoffed at him during the election campaign would be begging his allegiance. He knew he would not be offered the Presidency or the Prime Minister’s job, but he would definitely have to be a senior Minister.
Just then the phone rang. It was the leader of one of the major political parties, who had particularly belittled him during the campaign. He was offering Hilton the portfolio of Minister of Education and after posturing for a while, he graciously accepted this appointment.
There was a momentous victory rally for the newly formed government at the Kitty Market Square and the members of the Unorthodox Episcopalian Church were in full attendance to cheer for their distinguished leader.
Hilton Alistair Gravesande sat, bursting with pride on the raised platform with the President and the other ministers. They were all introduced to the crowd and when Hilton rose to take his turn, the applause was deafening. His supporters surged forward to get closer to their leader chanting:
Hilton! Hilton! Hilton! It was then he noticed the writing on the placards they carried.
Hilton smiled as he read the first one which declared: “Hilton, the Pope of Poor People.” The next one, however, brought his political future crashing down around him. It said simply:
“Hilton Will Set School Children FREE.”
Hilton Gravesande quickly sat down, and as the cheers died away, his outrageous campaign promises of “Freeness” for all school children came suddenly to life.
Beyond the 16 days
look for the red flags, they can get into the habit of reporting it, even though it’s not them,” Minister Persaud said.
This is why the Ministry is working on raising awareness of the support lines and systems in place.
Minister Persaud explained that persons can report abuse anonymously by calling 914, and the Ministry is also pushing the use of its upgraded iMatter counselling app, which now includes a live chat feature to connect users directly with trained counsellors anywhere in the country. Beyond encouraging people to report, she said the Ministry also provides follow-up support such as trauma-focused counselling and legal assistance, and is working to ensure these services remain accessible and inclusive so that no community is left out.
According to Minister Persaud, her Ministry’s robust annual and year-round campaign has created more interest in GBV. “I myself could not believe the interest because last year we had the walk, called Walk With Her, and we had over a thousand and something people in the walk itself.
We expected a few hundred people, but thousands came out, and that in itself was a sign that people wanted to be a part of a movement
that was bringing visibility and awareness.”
While the Ministry has a number of initiatives focused on bringing awareness and support for both men and women in the form of ventures like the BRAVE Project and the Women’s Hub, there are also plans to tackle a new and growing threat in the realm of GBV: digital violence against women, which is the theme of this year’s 16 Days of Activism.
“This year, the theme speaks to digital violence. We have to look at cases where digital violence is becoming more prevalent.
It is us looking at some of the areas that continue to evolve, because there is ICT and connectivity and access to technology, like people taking out nudes and videos and all of these things and posting it,” she added.
“So how do you get that message out to people to say, you know, you need to be careful? And we’ve already started to do it through the iMatter app for instance. As far as I know, we are the only country that has an iMatter app.
And so with the new live chat, we are going to be building out on more features on the app, so that we relate to a younger population, a tech-savvy population, and we’re able to put more solu-
A Review of Michael Jordan’s
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The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt...
protests nonexistent. Despite its darkness, the novel is not without moments of light. A tender love story emerges between Daniel and a woman he meets during his investigation, though it is tempered by realism, avoiding romantic clichés and echoing the “Warm December” trope of bittersweet affection. Jordan’s most vivid realism shines in his descriptions of poverty’s sights, smells, and desperation, which may unsettle some readers but never stray into sentimentality.
The political and social commentary never detracts from the novel’s entertain-
tions across the board in the hands of people.”
While the Ministry continues to lead the fight against GBV with policy, Minister Persaud emphasised the importance of empathy. “I firmly believe that violence will never stop unless we take it on collectively.
It is not just the people who are affected by violence, it is all of us when we lose a
life to violence,” she added. “Simple things like families need to always listen when someone is telling them that they are experiencing violence and abuse, and not shut the doors to them.
Take them in, take them and their children, and that simple act could save a life. That simple act could make the whole world of difference that the person feels
and knows and experiences support from the people they trust the most.
And so it should not only be looking at the system and what the system can do, but how can we, as people, as Guyanese and families, how can we do more?” The same sentiments of support are what Sonia says saved her life.
“To the survivors stand-
ment value. Witty and suspenseful, it delivers shocks and tremors that keep the reader off-balance from start to finish.
The tension mounts as readers cling to every page, eager to learn the fate of the suspected killers and the indomitable Daniel, who repeatedly puts himself in harm’s way.
The Girl in the Pink Pleated Skirt is a powerful, suspenseful novel that commands attention—an illuminating, disturbing, and ultimately unforgettable journey through the dark heart of a society grappling with its demons.
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ing today, with your heads held high, your resilience is a light for others. Your courage speaks for women who cannot yet speak for themselves. You show the world that healing is not just possible. It is beautiful. To the families, friends, organisations, and advocates who support victims and survivors, your presence saves lives. It saved mine.”
WHEN A...
Alisa expressed, “looks like I’ll become a luxury vehicle enthusiast.”
On the first day on the job, she looked quite chic in her suit, and he smiled appreciatively. The first trip was to New Amsterdam, Berbice, and it went smoothly; it gave her a nice feeling driving the Benz. He was occupied with his computer and business calls for most of the trip, but in between, he said a few encouraging words to her: “You’re doing good.”
In New Amsterdam, it was past lunch when he finished his business at the jewellery store and he directed her to a restaurant at No. 2 Village owned by one of his good friends.
He told her to order whatever she wanted as he met with two other businessmen in the restaurant’s private section. She sat in the outer area, a tropical garden setting with a flowing fountain, and had a light lunch. She did not notice that he came to the door twice to ensure that she was okay.
On the way back, he had to make two more stops, and they reached the city just as it started to get dark.
“You did great today,” he told her and handed her an envelope, “This is your bonus.”
“I get a bonus?” she questioned with surprise.
“Yes,” he said, “for your first day on the job.”
“Thanks,” she said with a smile.
That evening she updated her parents on her first day and the bonus he gave her.
“That sounds quite good,” her father said.
“Yes,” her mother added, “It might be something really good for you.”
The next day was a trip to Parika, a longer, tiring day due to heavy traffic and more business meetings. Lunch was at a new, upscale restaurant, and this time, when he came to the entrance of the private dining room to check on her, she turned and saw him. He nodded slightly, and she smiled a little to say she’s okay.
“That’s nice of him,” she thought to herself.
The next day, she didn’t work because she had to take her father to the doctor, but for the remainder of the week, she worked every day in the city. She got a chance to drive the G-Wagon and the Porsche, and lunch was at top-class restaurants, and she thought to herself after one week on the job, “I may get to like this job.”
That Sunday, she met with Tricia and Sandy, who were thrilled about her new job and happy for her.
“Imagine being the personal driver of the most eligible bachelor in the city,” Sandy expressed.
“Yeah,” Alisa said, “and he’s quite an amiable person.”
“And…” her friends prompted her.
“And nothing,” Alisa said with a little laugh, “You guys are too much of a tease.”
They ordered a second round of cocktails and just then Tricia exclaimed quietly, “Look who just walked in!” Alisa turned to look and gasped, “Oh boy, it’s my boss.”
To be continued…
STUDY SUCCESS
Welcome reader. There is great importance in reading well. Note that developing strong reading skills is essential for success, particularly when preparing for future employment opportunities. By reading well, you enhance your ability to understand instructions, interpret information, and communicate effectively. These abilities not only support your personal growth but also increase your chances of securing and maintaining the job you
aspire to attain. Build your memory by reading challenging texts and expand your ideas through good reading habits. Be wise.
Love you
IMPROVING GRAMMAR
Looking at progress: how much do you practise?
Choose the correct verb in each instance. Compare your effort with your group study partners’ responses.
1. This dress, as well as my shawl and hat, (is, are) newly arrived.
2. (Was, Were) Grantly looking for me at yesterday’s benefit hat parade?
3. There (was, were) very few of our rivals shopping down Regent Street.
4. The biggest problem for them (is, are) the absentees from rounders practice all last week.
5. Our group (has, have) won the “Best Uniformed” trophy four times in a row.
6. News (is, are) plentiful on this new beauty queen pageant matter.
7. That evidence (doesn’t, don’t) make any
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difference in this case of the lost make-up kit.
8. Each of the eucalyptus globulus bushes (has, have) differently shaped and colourful blossoms.
9. He is one of those workers who (is, are) always challenging authority about job description.
10. A number of changes (has, have) taken place since the last scrimmage.
11. Jeremy Walcott’s attitude, not yours, (is, are) the one thing I always criticise.
[Answers: 1. is; 2. Was; 3. were; 4. is; 5. has; 6. is; 7. doesn’t; 8. has; 9. are; 10. have; 11. is.]
WRITING LETTERS
The successful everyday letter Letter of Request
Date:
Dear Mr. Webster:
Please send me “Mighty Word”; the leaflet advertised in last month’s “Gospellers” magazine. My address is 1569 Manson Park Drive, South Greens Valley, Everglade.
I certainly appreciate your distributing this valuable leaflet.
Yours truly,
Simon Peterson
A letter ordering a product, or a service, brings in money for the business or organisation to which it is sent.
Other request letters, however, do not directly benefit the receiver. In fact, it is believed that they may cause an inconvenience, cost of money, or take up valuable time reading it.
Even if the reader sees no direct benefit, the request letter can still achieve its purpose, if it is persuasive and appealing to pride, fair play, fear, recognition, or self-worth, among other attributes.
Do you see how the everyday request letter above tries to appeal to recognition and self-worth by using the statement: “I certainly appreciate your distributing this valuable leaflet”?
Let us now look at the qualities of a request letter, close mention must be given to the reader’s needs, and so bring closer the reader and the purpose of the letter. Among other things, it must be well written and tactful. There must be evidence
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing, runs Close by the ground, to hear our counsel
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564-1616) Much Ado About Nothing
of the following qualities:
1. Conciseness: Avoid the needless repetition of words and ideas. Make sure that every word in the letter contributes to its good success. Avoid including any unnecessary ideas that do not readily contribute to the reader’s understanding of your request.
2. Clarity and completeness of ideas: Whatever you write, test it for coherence. Have enough details to give a vivid picture, enough for the reader to take the desired action.
3. Courtesy and tactfulness: Use the person’s correct name; spell it well. It is always better to address it to a person rather than a company. Use expressions of appreciation. Here is how you may end:
a) “May I please …” b) “I would appreciate having…” c) “Please send me ...” d) “I will be grateful if you …” e) “Will you please …”
4. Use expressions of expectation (especially in anticipating a favourable response to a special request):
a) “I would appreciate the help …” b) “Your suggestion would be genuinely appreciated …” c) “We will be grateful for this special service.”
(To be continued in next publication)
THE PASSAGE
Comprehending the passage
Directions: Read the passage carefully and then answer the questions given below it.
“We interrupt this programme to warn of a serious thunderstorm in our area.” Outdoors, Jenna and her little brother Tim noticed dark clouds building on the horizon. They decided to go
indoors.
Jenna had taken a weather safety course, and she knew that there was danger from lightning, even if a storm seemed far away.
Earlier, Mom had called to say that she would be a little late getting home. Tim suggested to Jenna that they start dinner. The two were cutting up vegetables when a loud crack of thunder shook the house.
Startled, Jenna went to see the news on television. Just then, there was a flash of lightning, and the house lost power. Jenna then grabbed Tim by the hand and led him to a hall in the centre of the house. Then, the lights came on, and she heard a car pulling into the driveway.
1. From the information in the first paragraph, you can predict that Jenna and Tim (A) will be unaware that the brewing storm is serious. (B) will do well in the cricket tryouts. (C) Will watch television when they go indoors. (D) will try to escape from the storm.
2. What details help you to predict that Jenna will know what to do when the lights go out?
3. What prediction is supported by the lights coming on?
4. Based on details in the story, who do you predict is in the car?
5. Based on your prior knowledge and details in the story, what do you predict will happen when Mom gets home?
(A) Jenna and Tim will go back to play cricket. (B) Everyone will go right to bed.
(C ) Mom and the children will finish preparing dinner.
(D) The children will act as if nothing has happened.
Commonly discounted dental conditions
IN this modern era, dentists strive to avoid using metal in permanent restorative treatment whenever possible. Orthodontics (braces) comprises an exception, at least for now. Notwithstanding, certain types of metals are still used in dental work, such as crowns, amalgam fillings, and dentures. Now, these metals, when placed in the mouth, sit in a medium of saliva, turning the mouth into a charged battery. We call this charge “galvanic toxicity”.
Bear in mind that the brain is a collection of millions of nerve fibres that act as a battery, emitting electrical charges throughout the body. The galvanic toxicity in the mouth is bombarding and overstimulating the brain, with common signs and symptoms including a metallic taste in the mouth, an electrical charge with utensils, and insomnia.
Occasionally, a person can have a toothache simply because there is gold and amalgam in their mouth. The “shocking” sensation is really coming from the battery they have created.
Remember that the teeth are a large part of the puzzle of health and disease. There are several scenarios in which the teeth—and the way dentists work with the teeth—can play a role in disease. Sometimes, we are not aware of some of the consequences we face.
Teeth are really organs in the body, as they also have a blood supply, lymphatic drainage, and nervous innervation. Root canals are dead teeth. It is one of, if not the worst, sources of chronic bacterial toxicity. If the heart, liver or any other organ in the body dies, it will have to be removed; otherwise, septicaemia sets in, and the patient can die. Yet the teeth are commonly left dead in the body, often as stumps.
Teeth have roots with main canals and thousands of side canals, and contained in those sides are miles of nerves from the main canals. However, they do not have access to the microscopic side canals, which have dead nerves left behind in those spaces.
Anaerobic bacteria, which do not require oxygen to survive, thrive in the side canals, grow, and excrete toxins from the digestion of necrotic tissue, leading to chronic infection. Blood supply and lymphatics that surround those dead teeth drain this toxicity and allow it to spread throughout the body. This toxicity will invade all organ systems and can lead to a plethora of diseases such as autoimmune diseases, cancers, musculoskeletal diseases, irritable bowel diseases, and depression.
Gum disease is another vehicle through which bacteria can spread throughout the body. Classic signs of gum disease include bleeding when brushing or flossing, red and swollen gums, and bad breath.
The following is an actual case study from my office, describing a patient who came for an initial dental visit. She related a three-year history of breast cancer treated conventionally. T
hree years later, her cancer recurred, and she decided to seek alternative treatment rather than conventional treatment. She sought therapies for 5 months from two wellknown physicians practising these therapies. She then followed up with my office to get a complete dental exam and diagnosis.
I took her history and examined the patient. I discovered that since her diagnosis of cancer, all the physicians— conventional and alternative—failed to ask or even consider her dental history as being a necessary part of her treatment or the possible association or connection to the root of the disease. It is not surprising that conventional physicians do not view dental history as associated with any disease process, but it is certainly absurd that alternative physicians fail to consider it at all.
Upon my examination, there were several acutely infected teeth, a root canal, and severe gum disease that were totally missed. Certainly, the conventional therapies and the alternative therapies that this patient received will most likely fail as this patient continues to harbour infection in
her mouth that has chronically compromised her immune system and weakened her overall ability to eliminate
toxicity and to heal. The blood and lymphatic system is carrying the toxicity that continues to thrive in
her mouth to all areas of her body and is contributing to her inability to fight cancer. So, it is important to look at
the situation as a whole and the mouth as an essential part of our health and its contribution to disease.
