Editorâ€™s note:Article by Dominicacentral.com contributor Ibrahim Abdullah.
OK, so the family had a visit to the Carib Model Village. Trust me that place really takes your breath away. You really get a sense of rich heritage of our indigenous Fore-Fathers, the original inheritors of this bold yet so sublime gift from the creator.
In Just 20 minutes you can really picture and fantasize if you wish how our brothers lived, arguably it may not be a realistic interpretation when we time travel to 2 centuries back to their time, but Carib Model village and the resources at their disposal did a fantastic job.
I wanted to focus on the lack of appreciation of the gifts all around us. Dominica was carved, sculpted and fashioned in a way no mortal architect could have conceptualized. The perfect insertion of that cliff with its Atlantic Ocean wind beaten trees, and the seamless imperfection of the shore line, allows a thankful & ever mindful heart to be fascinated with the wonders of Dominica. You know, i must have taken about twenty something photographs of that cliff, just being overwhelmed and amazed at how so very fortunate I am still to be living in tiny Dominica, with no malls, no cinemas, no International Airport, no Name Brand shopping, very bad roads, expired products sold on food shelves, a political jumbo circus, one telecoms provider, one utilities providerâ€¦.. OK you get it, the list can go on forever.
BUT guess what? Those so called lapses in country development amenities have traded in my very humble opinion for the Best Quality of Life. A life that offers so much envy (the good type) from visitors fortunate enough to visit and hopefuls who are desirous of trading places with us.
Take an afternoon and sit at the botanical Gardens, donâ€™t plan it please, just be spontaneous about itâ€¦ And experience the tranquility, watch as the young ones run about and frolic on the grass, take your shoes off, and if and when an ant bites your feet, donâ€™t be in such a hurry to kill it, breath that air, i mean really breath it in. But sit and listen, listen to what? Listen to everything.
I remember all to vividly my mother making an afternoon at the Botanical Escape a treat, ritual and responsibility for us. Gardens offered so much for the unspoiled imagination of twenty something years ago. Boy.. I had so much fun in Gardens. Mother Thank You!!!
My point is we don’t appreciate what we have enoughâ€¦ When you start thanking the Lord for being in a place like Dominica, then you have really moved leaps and bounds ahead of the rest of us. May Dominica remain this unspoilt for generations to follow.