Pep talk with my Fro….

carlos-valderrama

 

So i thought as i’m about to embark on another big adventure i better prepare my best friend and soul mate….. MY AFRO!!

Here’s how it played out:

ME: *spritz with water and rub in some almond oil and shea butter* So fro are you ready for this??

FRO: Well…… tbh i don’t know what to expect, the last few years I have spent so much time in the sun I don’t know how to prepare!

ME: It’s going to be amazing! We are going back to Latin America to teach english again, remmeber how much fun we had last time…

FRO: Are they going to judge me??

Me: Why would you say that?

FRO: In Cuba it was ok because i was a hot mess trying to grow out the perm but i felt comfortable because there were so many others like us. In Mexico, i LOVED the attention but sometimes i think people loved you because of me…. I don’t want that this time.

ME: I mean, yeh we have been through a lot but where we are going is practically a mixture of the places we have been to. Colombia has a vibrant culturally diverse mix of people so we will be just fine.

FRO: Do they have Sally’s? Will Pak’s send us braid hair like in Mexico?

ME: You know I won’t let anything happen to you, i love you and don’t forget that. The first week i’m there i will make sure you will be ok, even if we do have to get onto Pak’s and express our stuff over.

FRO: Is there going to be sand?

ME: We are moving to Barranquilla, it’s not on the beach itself but i predict we will be spending a LOT of time at the beach if I can help it!

FRO: TRY not to get sand in us all the time though, when we went to Playa Del Carmen i loved being in twists with you as we didn’t get the main impact :D

Me in Playa

(Me in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico 2012)

 

ME: *covers eyes* OK OK, I know i can gt lazy once i find a style but i promise i will spend more time with you and make sure you’re having as much fun as me!

FRO: Do i have to ask if people are going  to squeeze, stroke or pat me……

ME: Ah fro…. If anyone touches you without my permission, they will have me to answer to, NO EXCEPTIONS!!

FRO: OK…… I guess it doesn’t sound all that bad, will get to experience some new air, have natural steams, go into the ocean, meet new hair folicles and bask in some lovely breeze. Maybe I could get one of the cool thread braids….. Would look nice! :D

ME: *brushing up the side and admiring my curl pattern* Maybe fro, Maybe……….

WE WILL BE JUST FINE FRO……. WE ALWAYS ARE!!!

P.S. If all else fails, we always have Valderrama to look up to! ❤

Frotastic July 2014

 

 

 

 

Pep talk with my Fro…. was originally published on The Many Words Of Aic3la

We were the rain…..

The life we lead is one of many directions and connections

We too are crafted as unique as a snow flakes yet given the freedom to melt as we please

This place i call home is full of familiar faces all doing what they feel is best

Some people say that he is going down the wrong path

needs to stop dreaming and ‘get real’

while others marvel in his independence and freedom.

And her over there, she did everything by the book

listened to the elders, found her perfect love

only for him to be taken by the night so now she roams alone.

The homeless man on the next street is fighting to be accepted

it’s funny how we are all made of the same stuff yet

no-one wants to find his soft side beneath his hard exterior.

Now i’m about the go on my journey into the world,

I have seen others take the leap and follow their dreams

I love hearing their stories when they come back up here.

I bid my peers farewall, found my spot and began to fall.

At first i was afraid, not knowing what would happen

or if i chose the right spot.

Saw the rebel take the wrong turn and hit the ground hard

but this was no time for nerves.

And just before i hit the water, it was only then i realised

That we were the rain…..

rain

Once upon a now…….

Once upon a now there is an old girl/young woman who is living in a world of beautiful shit and ugly masterpieces.

She, herself, as like everyone else, is barely keeping her head above water in the global sea of problems. Finances, Love or lack of, Health, Career, even Carbon Footprints?!?!?!?!

At times she wants to escape into a closed space with a multi-coloured packet of sharpies and scribble her every last dream onto the whitewash walls because in her fear of failure, she thinks that would be as real as they’d get. in permanent ink…

At other times she feels as fit as a fiddle, wearing a perfectly co-ordinated outfit, T&A (Tits and Ass) set to ‘flirty’, her work life gaining gold stars and she’s so confident she can talk 2 anyone cz she’s cool like that.

All this, same old girl…..

Fear….. Friend or Foe????

 

Hey guys, so i’m officially around 12 weeks to my big international move to Honduras and for the first time i can say i was thrown back into my chair by fear and began to rethink my dream….

For those who don’t know or are new to my blog i spent the past year in living in Mexico in what was described as one of the most dangerous towns in the world, Torreón, Coahuila. Now before that trip i had a slight relapse on my dreams as i was moving alone to a non touristic part of Mexico for 11 months to teach adults English but to my surprise i ended up having another amazing experience abroad (i have also lived/studied in Havana, Cuba) of my quarter century life.

The state over-run with cartel intimidation. my year was full of ups and downs which included the occasional gunshot lullaby and our ‘spot they army truck’ game which was never below the count of 5 on some days. Overall my time in Mexico was simply wonderful as even though you could not deny the negatives i got to see the beauty of the country in it’s natural state (well… apart from PLAYA DEL CARMEN!! A.K.A CANCUN’S YOUNGER SISTER!!)

This chain of thoughts brings me to my present issue, HONDURAS…

Studying the history and cultural integration of Central America in University has made me so intrigued by this part of the world as they are so culturally rich yet through corruption, loss of power and extreme poverty these countries are now battling a negative image that the media has glued to them.

I must say that i take precautions and warnings very seriously however i believe everyone deserves a chance and God has put me here to inspire those chances in challenged places.

As you may know from the media reports the Honduras has a deadly gang problem and with the city of San Pedro Sula named the Most Dangerous City of 2011, the tourism has been sporadic to say the least. The deportation of gang members from the USA to Central America created some of the most dangerous cartels/gangs in world history and they are still devastating society to the present day.

One of my main problems is the stigma of having tattoos which has been said to be enough to be a victim in various cases as rival gangs identify their enemies by markings but sometimes regular citizens get mixed up too. I’m not going to live in the capital but it kind of worries my human nature as i have 9 tattoos and am a very outgoing person so i know already that i will have to change my persona to not stand out over there. I’m sure people have tattoos but with such violent associations it is not common. I have spoken to my co-workers and Hondurans and they do not have any issues out there however i will be doing some more research of my own to ease my spirit.

As always the media tend to focus on the negative points but as with everything Honduras does have a beautiful side and without the violence has a lot to offer holidaymakers. Check out this video below:

I have been offered a very good opportunity to teach in Honduras and even though at times i do freeze with fear i am praying 24/7 for God to protect me and give me the strength to follow my dreams and help contribute to the reconstruction on Honduras.

Any thoughts or advice would be very welcome!!!

Enjoy!