September 30, 2011 by riacarlo
Trinidad and Tobago are islands off the Venezuelan coast consisting of a mix of native, African, and East Indian populations. During the time of British colonization during the late 1800’s and early 1900’s, immigrants from India arrived to the port of Trinidad to work the land as indentured servants and to run businesses. The culture among the Trinidad Indian population closely resembles that of the culture of India, as it has been preserved for nearly 1,500 years.
My family is from Trinidad, and an estranged aunt of mine found me through the wonders of social networking on the internet and connected me with the rest of the family in Trinidad. My husband Mark and I went to visit there in December of 2010. I would like to tell you a little bit about their way of life.
The countryside of my family’s home is a 90-minute drive from the airport through a winding, treacherous series of unmarked dirt or cracked semi-paved roads along hillsides and shanty towns. How anyone can navigate these roads remains a mystery to me. All of the relatives live in the same multi-family dwelling of two bungalows, two stories each. In Trinidad, wages can be as low as $2 an hour–yet things cost just as much as they do in America. Families pool their resources together and live simply. Not a bad way to live anyhow!
My Uncle Ricky had built the foundation and poured the concrete for the home; Uncle Harry meticulously did all of the painting for exterior and interior walls; Uncle Wilkie carved and crafted all of the moldings and cabinetry with skillful carpentry. My Aunties sewed curtains and bedding, they tend to the garden and grow trees, bushes, plants for eating. They tend to the chickens and goats; they prepare the food. My grandma, now in her 90’s, still works in the garden and minds the young chickens. Everyone contributes with their own talents and gifts.
By American standards, we would say that they are poor; but they do not think they are poor. There is always plenty to eat; they have clothing to wear; and, most of all, they are happy. Their lives are a peaceful ritual of prayer, quality family time, “liming”–just enjoying each other’s company and visiting friends, doing jobs within the local community, be it painting or building or selling garden vegetables in the market in town, and contributing to the lives of the family members so that no need goes unmet.
In the hubbub of Western life with our great cities, our nonstop bustle of work and burning electricity 24/7, consumerism, and a high-stress lifestyle, it is important to reflect upon what makes us truly rich, and what makes us truly happy in life.