Current Rock of Residence:
New Providence, The Bahamas
Island Girl Since:
Born and Bred
Originally Hails From:
New Providence, The Bahamas
Jasmine was born in New Providence, the capital island of The Bahamas (which comprises 700 islands, rocks, and cays). Until 2016, when she moved to England for graduate studies, she had never left her rock for more than a week. In The Bahamas, they have a phrase, “Born, bred, ga dead, Bahamian;” Jasmine considers herself an island girl through and through. Notwithstanding her newfound love for traveling, her islands and fellow Caribbean people are near and dear to her heart.
Jasmine has returned from her studies in England and is now concerned with development of her country and the Caribbean, in general. Her goal is to visit every Caribbean island within the next five years and commune with her fellow Caribbean people. She wants to start a blog to show the diversities of the islands. Many people are not aware of the many languages, cultural differences, similarities, races, and nationalities that hail from the Caribbean.
Her stories will enlighten you of her experiences and those of her friends as she continues her journey as an island gal (although her home island is perceived as the city-life island of The Bahamas). If you would like to reach out, feel free to email Jasmine .
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First World Island Problems with Basil and Zucchini
This year was my first year in Turks and Caicos during Christmas. And every Christmas I make "sort of" homemade lasagna. I also make a yummy zucchini/truffle salad to go with it. This year was different. We were now in Turks and Caicos away from the friends we usually...
Reflections of A Former Island Celebrity
When I was a child growing up in Maryland during the 1950’s and 1960’s, I had dreams of becoming a mega stage and screen star. Back then, Mom worked for a former dancer who opened a dance studio. So from the ages of 5-7, I trained as a ballerina. Then, seeing that...
THE COFFEE QUEST….
“ There is an awful lot of coffee in Brazil……”The Coffee Song of 1976" by Osibisa (YouTube) springs to mind as I am in the starting blocks of my latest story. Yes, after 2 wonderful, freshly brewed, cups of coffee. Beans from…..no, now I need to back up…. We, my...
Never Trust A Price
So, I had to buy a bottle of rum today. Not a rare occurrence, pretty typical actually. "Why is it $38 Theresa? It was $29.99 last week?" "Oh, Meez Vic, it's because itz de last bottle of dat rum on da shelf" "Are you planning on ordering more?" "Oh yez, Meez Vic"...
“SIMPLE JOYS OF POST STORM LIFE”
Seems as if recent climatic events and other disasters seen on TV news reports, have triggered a multitude of residual emotions in me which I thought I had gotten rid of during Irma/Maria Recovery. The following is an excerpt from my published Hurricane journal “TWO...
The Gift
When my husband and I decided to uproot our family from Kentucky- from the only place, people, and life we have ever known- and move to a tiny island in the Caribbean, it was of course met with so many remarks to the tune of "Oh My Gosh, THAT'S AMAZING!", "You are...
