Many will remember when growing up being sent to the shop to buy kerosene from one of these drums. They are still seen in many parts of rural Dominica
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Will never forget when I goggled some kerosine in a jerican, thinking it was drinking water.
I remember that clearly
Memories of the good old days even though I never liked the smell.
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i kno tht shop……………..lol……the drum is still there a sellin kerosee
I use to go for kerosene in a “geri-can” . I was 6, 7 years old going to kerosene by myself. The good old days.
I remember my granny’s pumping stove! Back and neck fig, ripe cockoy, tanya, dumplin to hook in your throat and lime squash…!
wat the hell is that
lol where dem get that pic from mark shop as a lil boy we use to go and buy kerosene to burst bamboo
And when you come back home you smell of smoke and karosene lol good old days
BROTHER! can you imagine, just last year when hurricane IRENE’ was a treat to new York City I went and purchase a gallon of kerosene which I got after a long search. So history have a way of repeating itself. IT`s not over YET!
save a lot that man!
O lord I remember my grandma,she would always have her extra bottle of kerosene at the end of her bedfoot,and nobody could not touch that bcause that was for the lamp inside,and the one in the kitchen was for “d bousai”.Boy these days can never be erased.
I’m sitting here at work looking at this picture and my heart is racing and I’m feeling a little nauseated. I don’t have many memories of Dominica, because I was very young when I left. But one that is still very real in my mind which I had not thought about in years, until now, and really did not really would still have such an impact on me, was that My parents had bought the kerosene and stored it under the table. As children, we loved to hide under the table. While I was playing under the table, I drank the kersone thinking it was water. In those days and living in the countryside, there was no ambulance, no cars and no health center readily available. I really don’t remember too much of what happened, but I know that I’m alive today through the Grace of God. So, for some of us, those aren’t necessarily the “good old days.”
yes i remember going to the shop to buy 1/2 pint kerosene..lol those were the good ole days. we were contented
dat drum an dat bucket dere look look like they fight good misery we………. dem dat look like they was there in in time of “BC” BEFORE CHRIST… lol
Best lighter for when you make a barbecue.
well these days will never come back because we let Cooperate america fool us
What America have to with that, do you really think everybody in America is super rich?
What America have to do with that, do you really think everybody in America is super rich?
so much people in america well wish they had kerosene to light a fire when they cold and sleeping in their car or under a bridge, because they lost their job and nobody dere to give dem a hand of fig or a piece of dasheen or two fish from de net, or a little shelter.
but that was good times
lol these were the days
Yes i that should be RUM instead, less crime in D.A
Oh, God! That used to be such a Project.
No matter when you get there, you have to wait until they serve everyone else in de shop before they sell you your kero because they don’t want to contaminate their hands.
Then some of them won’t sell you your kero after 6:00 PM.
Then sometimes your kero tin spring a leak or your kero bottle break and you just know you going to get half killed when you get home.
And of course you smelling kerosene by the time you reach home. And too you have to make two trips because you cannot buy kerosene and bread in the same trip…lol..sigh
Then when you get home, you have to clean de lamp shade and fill de bottle for de stove; another project that coud get you have killed if you break either items…that certainly taught us to focus. Those were de good ole days
Taht shop looks familiar
That’s my shop.