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Proud of my Upbringing

  Despite the numerous issues in Trinidad, I am proud to have grown up here. The culture of Trinidad and Tobago has been shaped by many ethnic groups. This is something that I feel is underappreciated by our population. Though the Caribbean is viewed as ‘melting pot’ of cultures, I notice how similar my life is to my Bridgewater State University (BSU) contemporary. It was fascinating to hear that despite living in what seems like a world apart; I am from San Juan, Trinidad and they from Raynham, Massachusetts, we feel similarly about our family, childhood, and experiences. We both call our parents ‘Mom’ and ‘Dad,’ for example. Though my parents were heavily involved in my upbringing they worked throughout my childhood, and my grandparents cared for me most of the time. My BSU peer, however, had a stay-at-home mother who was the primary caregiver for the children while their father worked. My BSU peer described their family and hometown as conservative while my parents encouraged ...

The Ties that Bind: Exploring Family and Kinship

For my last assignment for Anthropology class, I interviewed an external source, who I will call Kora. My interview was based on our class discussions of family and kin to “make the familiar strange and the strange familiar.” Kora comes from a family of four, which includes her mother, father, and older brother, with whom she lived in Massachusetts, USA for most of her life. Like Kora, I am the youngest in my family. Kora now has a family of her own which also resembles this nuclear family structure. We shared similar ideas of family. For Kora, family is more of a feeling than a physical place—she had moved to many places before, but these were short-lived because they not make her feel happy or ‘homey.’ I can relate to this perspective as it was a major determinant in deciding where I wanted to pursue tertiary education. I opted to stay in Trinidad because I feared being too homesick. Outside of her immediate family, Kora expressed that she considers her fiancé’s parents and childhoo...

In Canada, but not of Canada: Searching for Belonging

I have lived in Canada for 8 years. I have a citizenship. I prefer to speak and read in  English. I go to “Tim-Hor-Tnz” every morning. I say sorry for literally everything-there is  nothing more Canadian than that. But if you were to ask me where I am from, I would look you  in the eye and proudly tell you that I am Brazilian. That home is, and will always be there. I  cannot deny that Canada is a part of who I am. I made a life here. I have built routines and  relationships. I have learned its social and cultural norms. But I still feel that I don't belong.  People are cold and distant. They keep to themselves. They do everything in their power to avoid  eye contact with you on the subway. They nod or simply ignore you when you say “good  morning” or ask them how they are doing. Relationships feel shallow, superficial, transactional.  Friendships are built slowly, if not at all. I will never get used to that. Brazil was always a  commun...

To Leave or to Stay

Many people might experience the feeling of being trapped in the limited space where they were born and may desire to break out of it, to escape to the wider world and see what is out there. While talking to my peer, Paul, at another university we discussed what home and community mean to us. Despite living in different parts of the world, our experiences are similar because, we both grew up in close-knit communities where encountering someone new was rare. This is bitter-sweet because on one hand, Paul and I have both found amazing communities where trust, safety and dependability are core values. However, this can reinforce feelings of being stifled, a lack of new cultural experiences and perspectives which has led other members to leave in pursuit of the mystery of the unknown. These persons who dare to leave may look down on those who choose to stay in their original neighborhoods and may judge them for being stuck in old ways. Paul and I differ in how we have responded to this sha...

Tamana Mountain Chocolate – Keeping the Art of Cocoa Cultivation Alive in Trinidad and Tobago

 As a study abroad student in Trinidad and Tobago, I wanted to understand the connection between livelihoods and sustainability among small farmers. One of the few things I knew about the country was that chocolate was made from a cacao plant called Trinitario. One of the things I knew less about was colonial plantation agriculture and its influences on present-day life. Historically, mass production on the West Indian sugar plantation altered the trajectory of modern capitalism, the food industry, and tastes on both sides of the Atlantic, as I read in Sidney Mintz’s Sweetness and Power . But there was also cocoa production that had taken place in Trinidad, which continues centuries later through the concerted efforts of local farmers. One of these local cocoa farms, Tamana Mountain Chocolate, is run by the Matthew family.  To better understand sustainable agriculture and explore the interrelationship between cocoa farmers and their local environment today, especially given th...