POEM: An honour to a great son of the soil (Felix Henderson)

Out of the village of Grand Bay, your mother gave birth

During the month of May, to a baby with so much worth

It was not always great, even as you mentioned

Sometimes with no breakfast but you just pressed on

As a young son you grew, always taking a look

Even challenging a few, as you read so many books

Your innate talent was borne, while listening to the old

From whom you would learn, our Mother Tongue called Creole

Representing your village, later called South City

Without any entourage, you made it your duty

That you were teaching so many, with so much fervour

You continued your journey, just to discover

You became so engaged, in your native tongue

Filled with so much courage, you reached out to everyone

With humility you visited, the elders with whom you shared

They were always elated, your presence they held so dear

The commercials on the radio, heard with so much emotion

Your messages just flowed, filled with so much passion

You visited the sick, and represented the homeless

It was not any trick, you just experienced their stress

Going to the prison, was no easy task

You were on a mission, no questions to ask

As far as education, the students were introduced

To Reading competitions, which have left them enthused

Even in your pain, you continued your mission

A commitment which was lain, continuing your contribution

Listening to your colleagues, they uttered one voice

It was such an intrigue, they caused many to rejoice

Your family must be commended, being at your side

They have been so committed, and have demonstrated their drive

You have touched many lives, both near and far

I’m sure there will be an archive, of you being such a star!!!!

 

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8 Comments

  1. Miranda C Harris
    November 2, 2020

    This is a beautiful poem, fitted for Felix. Marci this is great work.
    Miranda C Harris

  2. South city
    October 29, 2020

    I know, that’s right
    The honour should be now

  3. October 28, 2020

    Great story you hit the nail on the head. Short but true remembering Felix you never see him without a book in hand. Days when he worked at Astaphan’s he would arrive in the morning with Mr. John Rose and Mertle Defoe .He would sit in the old Peugeot reading until he ready to work. Now lot’s of people don’t know that he use to work in the parts department at fond cole. Before joining DBS. I think the government should erect a statue of him in Grand Bay at the top of La Lay.

    • out of south city
      October 28, 2020

      I do concur, instead of the cross that represents death, which the Europeans eretced. We need to rewrite our story. The Kalinagos, who are the Indigenous people of Waitukubuli and lived along the river called Spring in Grand Bay, would break the wooden crosses that the Europeans made. Afterwards, the Europeans chased them away to the mountains and that’s why there was and still is a heavy presence of the Kalinagos in the areas of Bagatelle, Petite Savanne and Fond St. jean. The Kalinagos had their own form of Spirituality, just as the slaves, who were brought to Dominica. There was also a heavy presence of slaves in Grand Bay from West Africa. The Europeans christianised both Kalinagos and Africans and also prevented the slaves from speaking and practicing their customs.
      Felix’ life has been a great example of love, care, compassion, respect, humility empathy etc., and there should really be a monument erected in his honour in his village of Grand Bay.

    • martha
      October 28, 2020

      I know they will

  4. Zandoli
    October 28, 2020

    I know Felix spent some time at a hospital in Martinique. But I have been seeing a lot of activities surrounding him lately. Is he that gravely ill? It almost feels like he is at death’s door.

    • out of south city
      October 28, 2020

      Does that mean he can’t get his honours now? Do we have to continue to be traditioanl?

      • iknewit
        October 29, 2020

        He just ask a question so just answer.I too am thinking this man must be almost dead. Its the way you are doing it, it makes us think he is not doing great.
        I agree give him his flowers while he is living but we just want to know how he is doing.is that too much to ask

        And DNo stop not posting my comments.

        ADMIN: We have contacted Felix and have asked him put out a statement on his health situation if he is inclined to do so. We have not yet received that statement. However, if he choses not to put out a statement at this time we fully intend to respect his right to privacy and urge the public to do so as well.

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