Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Story # 2: Singing on my five miles walk, Stanley Town to Home.


After leaving and moving on from Kawall Primary School. I enrolled in GTI after my second try. I remember how shocked my friends were when they learned of it and had their doubts. I was fifteen when I started my technical studies plus what I missed out from not being able to attend high school.


"Leading by example is the best form of Leadership"
George Nandan

Folks may not understand that back in those days only those who had the means were able to attend either Patentia or West Demerara high schools. But me no way I wanted better and to make it count. This "Canal Bai" like to love to make it happen against all odds. I had to be different. This took place in 1979. I stayed the course and endure the hassles of the Tata bus and ferry crossings. Even make it home by 11:00 pm at night by walking 5 miles in the dark from Stanley Town to my home, only to get up the next morning to repeat.  This gives me plenty of time to practice singing on my five miles walk.

I graduated in 1982 and in 1983 I left Canal # 2 and immigrated to New York, USA via Toronto Canada.
                                                             George Nandan in 1982

I will always remember the fresh smell of Maple leaves and the refreshing Canadian fall time air. The folks who hosted me introduced me to Hockey on Roller Skates. Soon afterwards it was time for my trip to the US. I arrived in New York and that's another story for another day.

Please note my blog will go back and forth as my memory gets recalled. The main object is realign my artistic journey to write as one of my books which of course would be more professionally written. To help inspire the young ones to develop other avenues of creativity and not be bored. Many a teenager will stay out of trouble and proved the bullies with no talent wrong, if they have something to work on. This is just my opinion.

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