Ochi - My Home Sweet Home

[cinnni]

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Napi
I love love love the way you write!! You have such a way with words.
Sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for the next installment!!

[StarGirl]

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From that night to forever, Ochi has me. Ochi has my body, my spirit, my mind, my laughter, my joy, and even my pain.

YES... another OCHI-lover! Negril may have better beaches and sunsets, but OCHI has IT!
:love: :love:

[sammy]

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Originally posted by AngieB:
[qb].

P.S. 22 more days and I am back in Oracabessa. Only 3 nights, but I had to bring in the new year back home. [/qb]

so happy for you [img]/forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif[/img]

[NapiHead327]

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Thursday started out on the beach. I was hoping I didn’t run into Gargle-Dread. I was hoping the water was warmer. I was hoping there were fewer tourists on the beach. Yes, at this point I considered myself an authentic Jamerican and all others were tourists. I hated the cruise ship traffic that littered the beaches everyday. On this day, we sat and laughed at the flat-butt girls who paraded around the beach in their thong bikinis. I wondered how one could get through life w/o an azz. How do you sit? How do you walk? And how do you go out the house thinking that is attractive? How does a back seamlessly transition into a butt? Really it’s just a back with a crack in the bottom of it. This is just one of the many conversations I had with myself on the trip. Some think I’m crazy. I think I’m observant.

Vi and Sis and I laughed at them all, and talked about how these flat-butt girls are paying thousands of dollars to have azzes like ours – azzes we inherited at birth. If there’s one thing I know for sure in this life, it’s that so many women hate me and my sistas because they want to be me and my sistas. As me and Sis walked the beach, I caught some of the flat-butts rolling their eyes as if they were thinking, ‘How can they just let all that azz hang out of her bikini like that?’ I thought to myself,
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,


They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

In Jamaica, you make friends quickly. I’m always sure to be very sincere when meeting people in JA and very realistic about our encounters. I never want to be one of those tourists who visits a country and begins to believe that just because these people are smiling in your face that they’re suddenly your best friend. Being a Black American, I know all about wearing the mask, so I understand that when your country is dependant on the tourism industry, you do what you have to do to sustain that industry. That could mean smiling and laughing and carrying on with tourists, portraying that friendly image you see in the Come to Jamaica commercials, just so those tourists will return and spend money in your country. I’m not saying Jamaicans aren’t friendly people, but I am saying that I will always be conscious not to exploit or disrespect the friendships I have made. I say this as a prelude to what happened on the beach. As me, Vi, and Sis were sitting in our lounge chairs, chatting with the lifeguards and security on the beach, the cutie with the green eyes and his friend came over holding seafood fettuccini they’d gotten from Marguritaville. We commented on how good it smelled and they offered to share their lunch with us. They insisted. Green Eyes (note: I know his name, but I’m trying to not name too many names here) went over and got us silverware and napkins, handed us the plate, and told us to take as much as we liked. Now that’s friendship. I just met this guy and he’s offering his food. I’ve always believed someone who offers their food is offering their heart. And let me give Marguritaville props for making a mean seafood fettuccini. It wasn’t as good as Breezes’, but it was a close second.


Green Eyes who shared his fettucini. I hope he has a girlfriend, b/c it would be a shame for all that sweetness to go to waste.

There’s a certain boldness about JA men that is unmatched by men of any other culture. While we were sitting there, I noticed a beautiful dark brotha in the water staring at me. I turned around and looked behind me, checking if anyone was there, just to see if it actually was me he was staring at. No, it was me in his line of sight. I wondered why he was just staring at me. This man was beautiful. He was so dark and smooth that the water ran down his body like tiny waterfalls. The sun glistened on every muscle he had. He looked like bronze emerging from the ocean. But why is he staring at me, not saying anything? As I scanned down his body, I noticed I could see more of his midsection than one normally would see. This man was stark naked! I lost my breath for a minute. He had those deep hip grooves at his waist, the kind D’Angelo had in the How Does It Feel video. Just then, Lester came over to chat. He must have been wondering why I was standing, staring into the distance, panting like a puppy. All I could say was, “That man is naked!,” and like an ill-mannered child, I pointed directly at the man. Lester, being the big brother, burst out in a patois curse and immediately started looking for something to throw at the man. That’s another thing about JA men, once you form those family bonds, they’re very protective. He wouldn’t even let me have a little fun looking at the man, who now was doing laps in the water. Every now and then I would see the top of his butt peak through the water as he swam from pier to pier. That man looked better than Campbell’s – Mmm, Mmm, Good!

Back at A7 we found a wonderful surprise waiting for us. It’s Jamaica Boo, Baby Boo, and Hubby Boo! Baby Boo was a delight! She was so friendly and happy. I held her and as she stood in my lap, she played with my hair. I’m not sure she’d ever seen dreadlocks. She pulled and tugged and I laughed at the joy on her face. All those maternal instincts came to the surface and before I knew it, I was almost in tears. All I could muster was, “I want a baby!” I had to give her back to Mommy before my emotions got the best of me. JABoo, just so you know, if you’d looked the other way for just a second, I would have taken your baby home with me. JABoo is a really attentive, proud mother and she seemed so at peace, finally having all her family together. I swear, Hubby Boo could have spit that baby out, she looks JUST like him. They all seemed so happy and content. Jah Bless!







Before I got out the shower, people were already beginning to arrive for Thanksgiving dinner. Fatti and her wonderful cousin Beverly had arrived. I tried to get dressed quickly so I could join the others in being a good hostess. Soon, A7 was full of people, most of whom I didn’t know, but I felt blessed to be around so much happiness. D’s 9 boys were so cute. Raheem and Ishelle and family joined us. At times, A7 seemed more like a school yard than a condo; kids were running in every direction, up the steps, down the steps, outside, inside, up to the roof, back down to the main floor. Everywhere you turned, there was a little brown face and big eyes staring at you. Sis walked past the bathroom and found one baby sinking into the toilet, his little frame was too small to steady himself on the seat. She asked if he would like her to close the door, and he replied with a casual, “No.” I made a cake that never got iced. It was cut as soon as it came out the oven. I tried to find a place to sit, but every seat was taken. Just thinking about it makes me exhausted! Whew! That was a lot of company. I finally found peace outside.

That night, we went to Amnesia. It was nice, but wasn’t really jumping. I took an early leave and went back to A7. I slept well that night.

[Marilyn]

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Phenomenal woman......that describes both of you well. I was blessed to be in your presence.

This installment...perfect, Baby boo, I wish I could reach through the screen and grab har.

[MsKat]

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On this day, we sat and laughed at the flat-butt girls who paraded around the beach in their thong bikinis. I wondered how one could get through life w/o an azz. How do you sit? How do you walk? And how do you go out the house thinking that is attractive? How does a back seamlessly transition into a butt? Really it’s just a back with a crack in the bottom of it. This is just one of the many conversations I had with myself on the trip. Some think I’m crazy. I think I’m observant.

This is why I luv you gurl. You keep it real and speak your peace. You know I am at the Plantation trying not to laugh as I read this, and realizing I thought the same thing earlier with the girlz w/ the fitted pants that don't fit a dayam thing! [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img]

[BlessedLadyOfZion]

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[img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img] LOL. I like thursday!!

[esp]

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Ooooh Thanx for sharin Napi...

[Snuggles]

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Originally posted by NapiHead327:
[QB Really it’s just a back with a crack in the bottom of it. [/QB]

WOIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/graemlins/704555_dwl.gif[/img]

[NapiHead327]

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Auntie M, I'm keeping up with your report. Shake them haters off and pop your collar.

Z, EP, Puttus, glad I can bring some comedy to your day.

Kat, you know I gotsta say it. I'm leading the revolution, remember!

[NapiHead327]

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JA Boo, wherever you are in paradise, just know that looking at Baby Boo's photo has brightened many days since I've been back in Babylon.

[MsKat]

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Originally posted by NapiHead327:
[qb] JA Boo, wherever you are in paradise, just know that looking at Baby Boo's photo has brightened many days since I've been back in Babylon. [/qb]

yeah, I must admit I let out an "aawwww" when I saw her picture .... drool and all. But, I ain't catchin no feelings about another one -- aww hellzna!

[NapiHead327]

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Ain't she the cutest thing ever! She'll be my new screensaver. JABoo, I'll send you a royalty check.

[BlessedLadyOfZion]

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She a de dead stamp a daddy

[sammy]

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TOO cute!