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Reply to "Your best memories of Easter growing up in Guyana."

Tola posted:
redux posted:

my father made all the kites for us kids . . . they weren't the most dazzling, but were very sturdy and sang like a rass

for me the key was the balla twine . . . i would research and test the offerings of the particular year and browbeat my parents to get the one i wanted

for the most part, my kites lasted and i didn't cry much

Balla twine...me used to call thread-spool, catta reel, until I was told later in life, its called cotton reel. Donsee  = Don't see, pagla bai, lil class.

You nearly got me choking on some french fries.

Django
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