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  • Loss of a recipe

    There was a fried breakfast food my grand-aunt made the last time I saw her 15 years ago. It was savoury, crispy, spicy and all-around delicious. I remember my excitement as a child eating it, and when I hear her name in conversation I immediately link that feeling to her very first visit. I remember…


  • Let’s take a walk down memory lane.

    Javeir Henry | Blog #6 “Without memory, there is no culture. Without memory, there would be no civilization, no society, no future.”-Elie Wiesel Memory serves as a vital bridge connecting the past, present, and future, holding stories and experiences that shape an individual’s character. However, the failure to preserve knowledge about one’s history or culture…


  • Title: “Whispers of the Past: Navigating the Silent Aftermath of Amnesia”

    By: Brianna Thomas Prompt #6 In the heart of our family gatherings, a hushed melancholy lingers—a poignant reminder of a shared amnesia that reverberates through the corridors of our existence. Our roots, entwined with the vibrant hues of the Caribbean, bear witness to a complex dance with history, where memories have slipped through the cracks,…


  • Hib Ahn Lang Shoa Advencha!

    by Blaire Santos | 13th November, 2023 | Multimodal Research Presentation You! Yes you! Come along. Click here to immerse yourself in an interactive choose-your-own-adventure presentation that explores three digital media projects: Bury Me, My Love, #SayTheirNames, and 25 Years Ago. These projects are similar to mine, which as you may remember is called “Hib…


  • La Revolution… One Day

    by jessiemayers | Class Blog 6 | Memory only matters for the future. I love to go to a specific beach back home in Saint Lucia. It’s a long yellow sand beach called Reduit Beach. I was at this beach one day with my family. While I was in the water with my little cousin,…


  • MONA PREP SCHOOL

    By Kelli-Rae Francis | Writing Prompt | November 10, 2023 Just when I thought nothing could be worse than going to Hell, I return there only to be proven wrong. Why’d I have to go and break the promise I made to myself on that very joyous evening? The promise to never return to the…


  • HOME

    Blog Post # 5 | Antoneisha Dunn | November 14, 2023 I stood with my sister, our hands interlocked in a tight grip, the warmth of her palm melding with mine as we faced our aunt’s sister on the wooden-framed veranda. We had spoken with her before, but today the air was heavy with tension:…


  • Thinking About Youth – Jordan Leslie (Multimodal Post 2)

    Hi everyone! You can see my research presentation embeded below. Watch and, of course, enjoy!


  • Opening Line: The Love Language of Belize

    When I think of your effortless beauty, it dawns on me how much of a sin it would be to forget the words to tell you how much I love you.


  • Challenging Beliefs

    A Belizean Folklore: Tata Duende The Yucatec Maya word “Tata” translates to old man/ grandfather and the Spanish word “Duende” translates to goblin. Tata Duende is a folklore of Maya and Mestizo origin. Tata Duende is characterized as a short man about three feet with an ugly face. He is said to have no thumbs…