The Maritimes - Prince Edward Island at Souris

Bed and breakfast by the sea

Two great and kind people – Anna and Frankie

Greet and welcome you in their home at Souris.

Next day over breakfast you will briefly hear

The gentle and modest words

Of the island’s last lighthouse keeper

About happiness without wealth, always full of cheer.

There in a souvenir shop we bought a CD

With songs of the Island so enchantingly touching

I haven’t stopped playing them endlessly.

The Maritimes - Prince Edward Island, Canada

Beautiful Beach on the way to Cavendish.

Prince Edward Island. Canada

St. Mary's Church at Souris

Prince Edward Island, Canada

The sea gulls soaring high

Above in the sky

Seem to greet you

In this wonderful land of happy people around

And the splendour of Charlottetown;

A land of great mariner’s tales

Timeless stories and fables

Of L.M. Montgomery

And Anne of Green Gables.

The Maritimes - Prince Edward Island, Canada

Young Violinist greeting - charms you with her music.

THE CONFEDERATION BRIDGE

Longest in the world over ice-covered salt water.

Drive over the longest bridge in the world

A spectacular engineering marvel, a work of art,

A wonder of the modern world -

Driving over it will seem like an eternity

Till you step into Prince Edward Island finally.

The Maritimes - Magnetic Hill, Moncton, New Brunswick

Roll backwards in your car on the mind-boggling slope

And mysteriously amazing phenomenon of the Magnetic Hill,

Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada.

Moncton City

Tonferns - Hopewell Rocks, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick

They are located on the shores of the upper reaches of the Bay of Fundy at Hopewell Cape near Moncton, New Brunswick. Due to the extreme tidal range of the Bay of Fundy, the base of the formations are covered in water twice a day. However, it is possible to view the formations from ground level at low tide.

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Hopewell Rocks, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick

At the Hopewell Rocks
walk on the ocean floor
Have yourself spellbound by amazing tides
with an unfathomed and astounding thrill.

The Maritimes - Hopewell Rocks, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick

Roll backwards in your car on the mind-boggling slope

And mysteriously amazing phenomenon of the Magnetic Hill;

At the Hopewell Rocks you will walk on the ocean floor where amazing tides

Have you spellbound with an unfathomed and astounding thrill.

Magnetic Hill

This amazing natural phenomenon has been baffling visitors for over 75 years. Sit back and be amazed as you drive your car to the bottom of Magnetic Hill, take your foot off the brake and roll back uphill - Amazing! 2008 marked the 75th anniversary of the official discovery of Magnetic Hill.

The Merry Times - Alma - New Brunswick

The Peace and Tranquility of Alma,

Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick,

The Maritimes, Canada.

Fishing Boats at Alma, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick.
Fish Market at Alma, Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick

Then onwards to the City of Moncton
Through the coastal town of Alma where time stands still.

Merry Times in the Maritimes,

From Nova Scotia

On the “Acadia”

To St. John

From the port town of Digby

Into New Brunswick across the strait by ferry.

Then there’s the fascinating phenomenon of Reversing Falls

As you dine at the restaurant by the bridge and hear

Nature’s baffling tidal tale, a sight of unsurpassed beauty,

And later you will walk leisurely around the historic city.

In St. John at Carleton B&B,

Stan & Nancy

Will await you as evening falls

In their beautiful home not far

From the beautiful harbour

As you roll out of the ferry.

UNIQUE PROPULSION SYSTEM OF THE FERRY - 'THE PRINCESS OF ACADIA'

Powered by the revolutionary Voith Schneider Propeller.

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The Maritimes - Peggy's Cove - Nova Scotia - Canada

Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia,

CANADA

Swissair Memorial near Peggy's Cove

The Lighthouse at Peggy's Cove
NOVA SCOTIA

Far above the grey rocks as the eye can scan
The lone gleaming white light-house
At Peggy’s cove stands mighty and tall
Not far from where stands as a memory to lives lost at sea
A dedication on granite to reminisce silently.

Port Hope, Ontario

Port Hope, Ontario

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Rice Lake, Ontario

Rice Lake, Bewdley,

Northumberland County,

Ontario, Canada

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Grown by leaps and bounds

Football is not new to the United Arab Emirates. It is a football loving nation. It has various sports clubs and one of the first ones to establish was Al Nasr Club.

The Al Nasr grew up from very humble beginnings, starting in sandy area near the present Indian Sports Club. It was here that I was privileged to watch a friendly football match led by the unassuming and legendary football player Nascimento Pele who visited Dubai with his Brazilian Club Santos in 1973 and played against Al Nasr on a sandy ground.

VICTORIA HALL

Cobourg, Ontario, Canada

Built in the 1850's

Picturesque and serene

Port Hope, Ontario, Canada

Port Hope is a community located along the shores of Lake Ontario and the Northumberland Hills.

Photo by: Tony Fernandes

Rice Lake, Bewdley, Northumberland County, Ontario, Canad

DOUBLY BLESSED

Dahlia,

Apt and precise, your beautiful verse says it all about your Grandma Benedicta.

The origin and meaning of this rare and unique Latin name Benedicta is 'Blessed'. We can proudly say that in reality your Grandma, blessed as she was with five children, 11 grandchildren and one great-grandson, she lived up to her name by always blessing them, especially on the conclusion of the recitation of Holy Rosary in the evening, and unfailingly also when we said our sad goodbyes.

Dahlia, I'm sure you'll be doubly blessed too, all the more because you carry her name forward by having 'Benedicta' as your middle name.

Love.

Dad

A TRIBUTE OF LOVE FROM GRAND-DAUGHTER

Church of St. Anne, Parra, Bardez, GOA. India

Built in 1649

The cemetery is on the left.

A TRIBUTE OF LOVE FROM GRAND-DAUGHTER

ANGEL

by Dahlia Fernandes

I can remember
You so clearly
So many memories
Rush right through me
Your kindness, your heart
Your belief in prayer,
Your smile, your laugh,
All showed that you cared
The peace in your voice
Every time we would call,
Your strength to live
Left a mark upon us all
You will always hold
This place in our heart
Your grace and your beauty
We felt though miles apart
You showed us all
The magnitude of Love,
You were my angel from afar
Now my angel from above.

Dahlia Benedicta Fernandes

AN END OF A GREAT LIFE

'Her hilarious side'

MOMENTS TO REMEMBER

Cheerful and smiling

BENEDICTA CAETANA BARBOZA

Born: 26.09.1934

Died: 28.6.2010

(Parra, Bardez, Goa - India)

It comes an an abrupt end to a wonderful life of living, loving and caring, fun and laughter, ups and downs, happiness and sorrow, and lastly amidst a long sequence of illnesses that she endured and smiled through them all with patience while looking forward to live.

May be it hasn't sunk into me as yet, but I know what a family meant to this one-of-a-kind mother with the kindest of all hearts, always wishing and praying for the well-being of all the members of her family.

It was 36 years ago when she had first telephoned me in Dubai, UAE, where I met her daughter. Her first words in a conversation over the telephone are the ones that I still remember very well: "Baba" she said, "from what I've heard I'm very happy that my daughter has found a nice boy like you in her life". And before she put the phone down she said: " I'm waiting to see you".

Having lost my own mother the previous year before I decided to marry her daughter, little did I expect what a loving mother-in-law I would have in the following years who treated me more like her own son, loved and took care of my three young kids - her grandchildren. I was truly blessed with a new "mother- in-lieu" of the one I had loved and lost.

The good and the loved ones die young, and it breaks my heart to know that this loving and kind-hearted mother, mother-in-law, grandmother and great-grand-mother is no more with us. She passed away in Goa today at the age of 75 years, exactly 18 months to the day, from the day of her husband's death.

She leaves behind four daughters and a son, eleven grandchildren and one great grandchild, four sons-in-law, one daughter-in-law and a sister/brother-in-law, all of whom she loved very dearly.

I had spent sometime with her during my vacation in Goa recently, which was in fact in December 2009 and in January 2010.

I last spoke to her on the phone just 2 days ago. And whenever I called, her favourite parting words would invariably always be: "I'm praying for you, my son, may God bless you".

Who do we all have to pray for us,

and worry about us now?

None perhaps in this world,

but from heaven surely yes,

and those will be the kind of prayers,

and comforting words

from our loving

Benedicta Caetana Barboza

Born: 26.09.1934

Died: 29.06.2010

(wife of late Fredrick Charles Barboza,

composer and lyricist of Konkani songs,

and actor of Konkani Tiatr)

Rest in Peace.

We will miss you.

We will cherish your memories

and treasure the legacy you have left behind.

Tony Fernandes

Mississauga, ON. Canada

MEMORIES OF THE GEMINI FOUR

Pyrographic Drawings
on Coconut Keepsake/Snack Serving Bowls

Bowls and Pyrography (Wood-burning Art)
by Tony Fernandes - TonFerns Creations

THE GEMINI FOUR –
The First Beat Group in the U.A.E. It was way back in the early seventies that I heard about a pop music band called Gemini 4 that comprised of 4 young lads. It was the first beat group at a time when the place was known as the Trucial States of Oman.

I worked in Abu Dhabi at that time. Three of my young friends had formed an amateur beat group, and I was a novice in their band being the fourth. But the instruments that we wanted were not available in Abu Dhabi during those days then. So one fine weekend my friends and I decided to travel all the way to Sharjah, one of the seven Sheikhdoms, where we were told to meet an agent called Mr. Carvalho, who directly imported Hofner guitars from Germany. Mr. Carvalho also owned a tailoring shop. Having purchased a Hofner Galaxy rhythm guitar, a Hofner bass guitar and a Hofner amplifer RV50 from Carvalho, we left the equipment at a friend’s house there. At the same time we had also decided to take the opportunity to hear the beat group called Gemini 4 while we were in Sharjah over the weekend.

Having nothing much to do early that evening, my friends and I decided to go for a walk along the narrow road by the Sharjah Creek, pausing to watch the dhows continue to load and unload their cargo until after sunset. It was then that we thought we should go back to our friend’s house and relax for a while before proceeding to hear out this band that everyone in Abu Dhabi spoke so highly about. 

The venue that this beat group played at was then known as ‘Sea Face Hotel’ - a structure that was converted from an imposing old fort with rooms, a sprawling courtyard and a night-club attached. It was located along the wharf, facing the entrance of the Sharjah creek. Having been told that it was not so far away from the place where we were supposed to stay for the night, we decided to walk to this hotel. In our attempt to take a short cut we trudged through the dark lanes in ankle deep sand for about half a kilometer, and finally arrived at the venue nearly exhausted. Taking a deep breath, my friends and I made our way through the gates, and just as we were about to enter the night club, I saw a tall man at the door just to make sure the right type of people were entering the club. We sat at our tables and ordered a round of drinks. After some time the same tall man at the gate approached the stage, picked up a guitar, joined the band and started playing.

The band played the current hits of the time. One song that was a huge and raging hit was ‘Happy Together’ by the Turtles, and it was in this night club at that great splendid evening that I heard the first cover version of the song by the Gemini Four. Other hits included Scot McKenzie’s ‘San Francisco’ (Be sure to wear flowers in your hair), Marmalades’ ‘Ob la di, ob la da’, Booker T & the MGs' Time is Right, Bee Gees’ ‘Don’t Forget to Remember Me’ and the best 'Shadows' and 'Ventures' music ever!

Making the group of four were the lead guitarist, rhythm guitarist/singer, bass guitarist and a drummer.

The new Sea Face Hotel was later opened along the main street called Al Arooba Street where the Gemini Four continued playing in the following years.

In the mid seventies I moved to Dubai, then known as United Arab Emirates, where I heard them play at several shows, like Christmas, New Year, Easter and May Queen Ball, Autumn Ball, Weddings and other events.

That was forty years ago. And I have not "forgotten to remember" this wonderful foursome bunch of musicians of the fabulous days of my youth. Those were indeed the days my friends.
                           *****************
However, having said all this so far, I would like to remember, pay due respect and mention here that the original drummer of the Gemini Four was Victor Albuquerque. Unfortunately, I am sorry to mention as a tribute here that he died in a tragic road accident on 18th April 1969. May his soul rest in eternal peace. His brother Ray replaced him until Ersel joined the band.

                                     *****************

As uncanny as it can get - 'the tall man at the gate' and the tall man who picked the guitar and started playing was the same man -  none other than the lead guitarist Edgar Valentine, who on a visit to Canada 40 years later, came over to our place in Mississauga with our friend Lino, with a guitar and played lead along with a back-up track of 'The Shadows' at our place (which he had brought with him saved on a stick) and played through my DJ Music system.

         

REVERSED ROLES : THE A-TEAM

Way back in the first half of the 80's I raced home from work. Particulary every week. The reason for the hurry was due to no other reason than to catch up with my favourite TV series of the time: The entertaining, adventurous and flawless: 'The A-Team'. The episodes were really exciting and thrilling to watch. This series was one of the favourites of my children as well, who would wait for me to come home and be a part of the excitement. Those were the good and happy times in Dubai, U.A.E. We thoroughly enjoyed all the episodes. We found them to be full of fun, intrigue and adventure. We admired the daring challenges of cigar-chewing Mr. Hannibal Smith, giggled at the fear of flying of the tough Mr.T, and merrily laughed at the wild antics of the ace flyer Murdock.

Twenty-eight years later, we are far away from the above. We are in Canada and my eldest daughter telephones me and says she wants to take me for a movie as a Father's Day treat. I agree. I leave the movie selection to her discretion as I have no doubt that she would well know the movies I would like to watch : she is a movie connoisseur - not only an admirer but a critic too! On that day, I asked her what movie were we going to see and she replied: "You'll see, you'll like it, you just come".

So I try to keep up, and finally succumb, to her usual fare of delightful surprises. Willing and waiting to be surprised we go to the AMC theatres, and I'm supposed to guess which movie I'm going to see. I look around at the various electronic titles of movies scrolling above the theatre entrance doors of the vast complex. I busily carry on munching on the pop-corn as I try to guess.

And astonished I truly was when we finally head for the appropriate theatre. Yes, I'm sure you must have definitely guessed it already. It was indeed to watch a movie re-make of the action-packed serial hit of the eighties. It was none other than the fabulous "THE A-TEAM". Really enjoyable.

Thank you, Denise.

GOA - Memories of My Homeland

GOA - Memories of My Homeland
By Tony Fernandes
Published: 2004
Publisher: TONFERNS Creations
134 pages, Canadian $ 10/-
ISBN 0-9735515-X


This book is a collection of 19 nostalgic English poems, 6 English Short Stories, 12 illustrations, a 10-page Goa in Pictures section, 150 Goan Proverbs and Sayings, and a glossary of Portuguese, Latin and Konkani words used in the book.

This book will certainly take the reader to blessed times with evocative glimpses into a blissful era that has aged, perhaps, but is not forgotten. Written in narrative verse, it will bring back memories while you delve into Goa's unique culture and traditions, with glimpses of Goa through illustrations and photographs.

Some of the poems are: Over the Centuries, A Visit to my Old Village, Vespers, The Home-Coming, The Harvest Day, Intruz (Carnival), A Village Wedding and many-many more.

Contact the Author at:

EMAIL: tonferns@hotmail.com

To read reviews, please click on:

http://www.goanet.org/index.php?name=News&file=article&sid=290

MY FATHER - THE TEAM LEADER

I grew up in the fifties with a very practical and extremely loving father - may he rest in peace - they had a name for him in the small village where I grew up – the official repairman around the house or perhaps a repairman for our entire community. There wasn’t anything that he could not fix. His dreams were not grandiose but focused. Being a man of small gestures he would be more interested in getting the ancient door of the cupboard fixed than buy a new one.

My Dad never spoke when he was angry. I knew he was not pleased with something that I did, when I noticed from the corner of my eye that his face was a little stern, and would not say anything for about 15 minutes. In today’s terms I would call that ‘silent treatment’.

Dad in his favourite khaki shorts, tee shirt and a hat, that’s how I picture him. A hammer, pair of pliers in hand, for Dad it was always the time for fixing things – I don’t ever remember seeing him idle - a curtain rod, the kitchen stool, the cane chair, rake handle, screen door, replacing the weak rung on the bamboo ladders, and the broken tile on the rooftop or repairing the pedal of my bicycle. He could fix it all. I definitely have carried this trait of his though, but not one of anger management.

It was a way of life, and a good way of life back then – I would modestly say we were not rich, but I felt we were a little better than the poorest around us. In spite of hardships, I admired my Dad and Mom’s acumen in putting food on the table for me, and sometimes it made me wonder what life would be for me when I grew up to be of their age. But honestly little did I care about it at all then. I had many years ahead, so I thought at the time - everything would fall in place in due course. Re-fixing, renewing, simply had not shown up on my radar. The future of life’s calendar was little to be concerned about. Not at least for now.

My Dad tenderly and lovingly gave; and which I took so much for granted while growing up into a man. Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up without we knowing it, but then it just goes away...never to return. So today...while we have ...it is best we love it.....and care for it.....and fix it when it's broken.....and heal it when it's sick.

In my home, we had a great team. My Dad was the captain and played centre-forward. My Mom, aunts, brother and cousins held their own positions and they all did their best in their own way. And while I ran around the entire football field, my father guided me on a positive path and position to get to the goal...and with the ball!

Tony Fernandes

WALKING IN MOTHER'S FOOTSTEPS

Picture taken in the lounge of Fernhills Palace,

a Welcome Heritage hotel, situated at Fernhill, Ooty,

the Nilgiris (Tamilnadu - INDIA). Circa 1986

WALKING IN MOTHER’S FOOTSTEPS

‘The child is the father of the man’

During my days in school we were given a line - a phrase or idiom - that we thought was a huge problem to analyse and fathom its true meaning. This was done after reading English Text or Poetry in class. Certain lines had to be underlined or highlighted as we read them. These would later be studied in detail to find the meaning of the subject phrases or idioms.

One question that invariably appeared in all tests and examinations went typically like this:
Explain with reference to the context: ‘The child is the father of the man’.
This line from William Wordsworth’s poem ‘My heart leaps up when I behold’ had always intrigued and perplexed me as a child. It has been interpreted in so many ways by so many. But as I see it today this phrase means a lot to me. It applies a lot to my own life and my children, albeit in a slightly different way from my wife’s point of view as well. In this case, for convenience, we could re-phrase the line: ‘The child is the mother of the woman’.

My eldest daughter has worked her way up in her career, walking in her mother’s footsteps in the accounting department. And to sum it all up, it is with extreme pride that today my wife works in the same firm as my daughter’s. The pinnacle of a mother’s joy is to see her daughter grow and become what she had always prayed and envisaged her to be, but the height of the crowning glory would be to watch and admire her daughter command and conduct a seminar in the same company.

Considering the fact that my wife’s major was accounting, then there must definitely be truth in the meaning and definition of the above phrase, that what we are when young, in many ways, eventually gives shape to what we become when we grow up.

I am no accountant, but in all confidence and pride, I can surely say that my daughter has picked up many of my artistic traits too. Hence there is so much truth in the phrase that we can safely surmise: ‘The child is the father of the man’.
Tony Fernandes

Canadian Countryside

Canadian Countryside

Pyrographic Drawing on a Coconut Shell

by Tony Fernandes

Canadian Farm

Canadian Farm

LOG CABIN

Pyrographic Drawing on Coconut Shell

by Tony Fernandes

Canadian Country Home 2

Canadian Country Home

Pyrographic Drawing on a Coconut Shell

by Tony Fernandes

Canadian Farm

Canadian Farm

Pyrographic Drawing on Coconut Shell

by Tony Fernandes