One World

If I cant see myself in the books

No bady talk about me

I don’t see no famous creoles

On stage

I only see dem take a line and a hook

Then where is my motivation

To come and make innovation

And mek things look outrageous.

Let me hear about my ancestors

They did things I would imagin

There most have been some inventors

That makes things work like an engine

It might not be so sophisticated

I know dat,

I can see we no get that kind of privilidge

But there has to be someting

That can mek me proud of my gibrige

I’m confuse

I’m abused

I want to make things come out gud

But the people who have the

Responsibility to teach children

About something of those who I would admire

Because they are my same color

And my same colcha

I can see the things they see,

Jus cause they are the seed where I com fram.

Do yu see what I meen to say

I have to identify, di ones I can trust

I have to communicate to someone I understand

And then I need to copy from someone I like

Just because I am I

And them was them

But yu cant accept us

Because we are we

And we will be we, as long as we live

The same people on earth

I hope we could see a beautiful day,

When all people can say

We are all alike, we live in one house

Under the same rules, because that big house

Of biutiful colors is the WORLD.

Creole artist and poet Nydia Taylor Auchter gives creative expression to everyday events in the life of her Afro descendent community of Bluefields, Nicaragua, using the arpillera as her artistic medium. The custom of borrowing and adaptation can be seen in many aspects of Afro descendent culture in Bluefields.  Creole English speakers select vocabulary from the Spanish language and embroider it, making a uniquely Creole expression, much as the artist arranges her cloth in the making of an arpillera.   For example, “pasear” is cut from the Spanish, sewn into the Creole lexicon and embroidered to render, “We go pasearing,” to say that we are going visiting in a leisurely way. Arpilleras always tell a story; in this case the story is about black people in this region….(at home doing their usual chores, children playing etc)  The base of the “arpillera” is made of burlap, and small pieces of colorful cloth are cut and embroidered to make a scene of the tropical area of the region of the Caribbean Coast of Nicaragua.  Coconut trees in the back, houses built on posts, and people walking with umbrellas will tell the story.