No African People At African Lion Safari

Ah – another relaxing weekend! Friday the 11th I cut out of work around 6pm to do some quick errands. Friday was definitely a stressful day for me because there are always a lot of errands. I relaxed and watched some TV, and had a shot of whisky. Right now I’m drinking almost a whisky a day, which I don’t approve of. I can’t believe I’m doing it and don’t know when it started.

On Saturday I took the family to African Lion Safari. I’ve never been there before, actually none of us have been here before.

We got to African Lion Safari and enjoyed some birds, lions, baboons, ostriches, rhino, bison and not to mention the gift shops and some extremely overpriced food. My sister got a neat fake tattoo on her lower back, and I’d like to take a moment to mention that if she ever got a real tattoo we would beat her. I made it clear to her that real tatoos are for white girls, brown girls must only get fake tatoos. And I then ate the worst snow cone I’ve ever had.

Sunday morning we went to Zets on Airport to eat some breakfast and catch up. Zets pretty much has the best food in that area, try their steak.

White People

This month I updated my will. My phone bill was $65 which was a pleasant surprise. Knowing my cell phone company the bill could be $2,000 even if the phone was turned off and not used the entire month haha. This month I hid $500 under a college students pillow. The hardest part was getting my friend distracted enough to do it.

In Guyana there are mostly brown people. Second are black people. White people are a minority in Guyana and all of them are rich. When I was in grade school the teacher asked us what we want to be when we grow up, and I thought to my self “I want to be white people.” because to my understanding at that time in life, white people had it pretty good compared to others. They had family dinners, heck they had families. The parents took care of the children, instead of the other way around. They always seemed to have more money and more privilege than anyone else. Life seemed to be more fair for whites.

Later on I would learn that we are all exactly the same. We might have different cultural themes and stereotypes, but we are exactly the same. Black, white, brown, everything, we are all the same. We have the same conception, the same birth, the same milestones, the same goals. The same needs, the same desires. Our deaths are the same and thanks to Jesus our eternities (can be) the same.