Hi everyone, I feel its now my turn to tell you all what Jamaica has meant to me and still does.

Jamaica is waking up in the morning and my neighbour's gardner is burning bush right outside my window (cough cough). After a nice cold shower I can smell the aroma of Ackee and salt fish being cooked and hear the frying pan giving the Johnnie cakes some colour. As I near the kitchen I smell fresh Blue Mountain coffee being perked, and trust me, that alone will get me going.
After breakfast I go outside to my sunshine and mountain view. The post man brings me the mail, and they are mostly bills that are due tomorrow .
Jamaica is driving on the road when, in the oncoming traffic, there is a bus overtaking and he ends up in my lane looking right at me. He flashes his lights at me to indicate that I should get out of his way or else be another statistic.
Jamaica is sunshine on the rocks with a little twist of love. I remember House of Leo on a thursday night watching Stone Love, Base Odessy and Lovers Rock. At sessions like those skin colour, race and ethnicity has no place. As long as the music played, everything was cool and irie.

Jamaica is going to the beach and tanning before you had to go to work at 9:00. Jamaica is friends and family, all the time, every time. Whenever you see a Jamaican, no matter where, you always get that feeling that your right back home and a plate of stew peas could cure anything.

Jamaica is losing your closest friends to car crashes and crazed bus drivers.

Parties, weekend limes and Dominoes, with the overwelming chatter fueled by Appleton. Jamaica is waking up everyday in paradise, knowing you'll see your friends and family again. Live like there's no tomorrow, so when tomorrow comes, you'll remember yesterday forever.

I love Jamaica for what it has done to me and for what it has made me become. Would I do it all over again the same way?????

Sure i would.

Awwwwwwwwwwwww Domo mi at home now. Tanks.

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Jees, everybody sensitive side fi jamaica out now...mi love mi country bad man....Thanks for sharing Domo!!

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Domo, dat a great essay mon! Mek mi laugh abou di crazy stuff wha none a us mention in ours. Mi neva thought abou di sun tan afore 9am. Mi agree wid yu on di coffee. It di bomb. Tanks fi sharin wid us, an Irie mon. Mi ago meet yu sum time yu elusive likkle flyer yu!

my gosh domo u hit the spot now i feel like i in jam down thank u sar.

Domo will you marry me?

That was a beautiful story. Even though I haven't spent nearly as much time in JA as you have I could still relate to the peaceful thoughts as well as the crazy thoughts (bus drivers!).
Funny how everyone's gettin' all warm and fuzzy now after those contest entries.

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You said it: I was born in J.A. moved to U.S. in 1985 but I come home in the summer for two months and Jamaica is home for me. Jamaica is family and neighbors caring, looking out for people and good, no great food , the beach, the environment yes there is violence but name a place there isn't visit h-town make sure you don't go to 5th ward. Jamaica is my place of birth my utopia my, paradise there is no place like home . I plan on moving back home when my babie are older but until then I will come home in the summer.Jamaica land we love. As we speak I am trying to get a tatoo w/Jamaica on it any ideas for a tight tatoo Halla back (D)

Wow, we all so muschy and sensitive now about Jamaica. But we have a right, that's how Jamaica makes us feel.

And Domo, hurry up and fling harn de ring pan Ms. bad Mama Jamma so she can cook nuff more ackee n saltfish fi yu and give yu de kitty.

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