Time changes ever so quickly. It’s already 10 months that I have spent getting to know Jamaica; and now I am wondering, will I ever be able to live away from my new home?
I was born in Jamaica and have been residing in Canada for over 20 years. I graduated with Honours Bachelor of Arts degree at University of Toronto, a Graduate Certificate in Public Administration at Seneca College, and a Masters in Business Administration (MBA) at the University of the West Indies, Mona. I've worked for the former Ministry of Children ad Youth Services (now the Ministry of Children, Community, and Social Services). Now I'm a Court and Client Representative for the Ministry of the Attorney General. In my spare time, I write press releases, blogs, and news articles for different organizations, including my own website. I write about experiences about travelling, social justice issues, relationship and spirituality. Visit me at shaunacassell.ca
It’s a new season- like when the snow-covered mountains and needle filled trees emerge alive in Spring, and ready to bloom, or when the butterfly finally emerge from its cocoon, ready to sore and take on the world. That’s the season I’m in. Since I returned from a restful and family-filled […]
As I get to know Jamaica, the more I find those aspects that are difficult to get used to. Like, the attitudes of the security guards, and that everything seem to have a complex process. But it’s the simple things like; the blue sky, the sun, and the lushness that makes me love being in Jamaica.
Lack of water has taught me how to be resourceful. It surprised me to find myself having to use containers of water to bathe with, something I never planned for, but I still survived. I was just fine, and still in love with Jamaica.
Anger, resentments, frustrations have been mixed with serenity, contentment and happiness. Some days, the mountains are my only solitary reminder that I am still in Jamaica. The heavy courseload, high-pressured environment, and overly competitive students are crowding my purpose for being on this island. Instead of laugh-lines on my face, […]
Over the holidays, I went to visit my parents. Mother made a spur of the moment decision to get rid of some clothes she had hung up in the guess room, the room I have taken over as my own for the time being. I watch her pull down each […]
Visting Port Royal with friends and learning about it’s history. The best part was visiting the restaurant, Gloria’s: Fish soup for our appetizer, the second course was a large brown stewed fish on a platter with two slices of bammy on the side.
Now that I’ve been here for close to two months, Jamaica is slowly revealing its flaws to me. It wasn’t long that I accepted that some days I’ll have to bathe with cold water; but I did not anticipate having to bathe from a basin. This was not in the travel […]
Deciding to turn down my books, shut the laptop lid, and spend time with Jamaica so that I could go swim in the river.
Having to make the decision about studying for a subject I hadn’t grasp yet, or spending the day at the beach, since that was the reason I came to Jamaica, was a continuous mental battle, that left be dissatisfied- until I understood that my group was counting on me, and I didn’t want to fail.