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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 8)
If there is a dance, Canadians seem to be most comfortable dancing to rock and roll music from their high school days. Since I never went to a high school dance or listened to the music, that has always been out of my comfort zone. There may have been dances at high schools in Trinidad…
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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 7)
Few people in Trinidad had washing machines – hence the existence of the Hop Wo Steam Laundry. The laundry had depots in several towns but all the laundry was done at 39 Green Street in Arima so a car was needed to move laundry to and from 39 Green Street. Because of this, Raymond Choo…
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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 6)
Soon after getting off the bus in Arima I discovered that you didn’t take the bus unless you were desperate. You took a route taxi. You piled into a car with a bunch of other people and for a fee of 25 cents (12 cents Canadian), you could go from Arima to Port of Spain…
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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 5)
In 4th year I applied for a scholarship to take a post-graduate degree and got it. However, after some thought, I realized that if I continued going to school I would become even more of a social misfit than I already was so in the end I turned the scholarship down and joined Canadian University…
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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 4)
I took years 3 and 4 of my Electrical Engineering Degree at U of A in Edmonton. I stayed in residence but occasionally went out to visit Uncle Fred and Aunt Dee and their children (Bob, Doug and Cherise). I mostly went back and forth to Ottawa by train except once when another student asked…
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The people and random events that shape our lives (Part 3):
I don’t remember much about public school other than a vague memory of standing around a lot during recess. In high school it was more obvious. I day-dreamed my way through most of my classes – getting caught occasionally with a question from the teacher when I was pretending to listen but wasn’t. I didn’t…