Born and raised in the South Bronx, New York (USA) I figured some thoughts, words, and musings of me would be entertaining- particularly because I say what I mean and of course I mean what I say. Yes, I am an educated African-American woman. Yes, I am a poet. Yes, I am emotional. Yes, I am strong. Yes, I am opinionated. Yes, I am single. Yes I am an avid drinker of coffee. Yes I am in constant struggle- oh and I can not spell, so don't judge [ok maybe a bit] Don't be scared, just be willing
Friday, April 10, 2009
good friday= go fly a kite!
but not in that get-out-my-face way..
In Bermuda, on Good Friday it is a public holiday where one of the traditions are to go fly a kite.
this tradition (explained here) states:
There is said to be a special Bermuda civilian religious significance to kite flying. It started on Good Friday when a local teacher with a British Army connection had difficulty explaining Christ's Ascension to Heaven to his Sunday School class. So he launched a kite with a likeness of Christ. A traditional Bermuda made kite, from different colors of tissue paper, is still in the shape of a cross
I think that is such a neat idea & remember my dad actually taking us to Van Courtland park and flying a kite on one Good Friday. The whole experience with a picnic and sandwiches are really kind of vague to me many years later but I do distinctly remember a kite+ good Friday= a Bermudian tradition.
Some days (more than not) I wish I were on a tiny island...
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