tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36316427290237167562024-03-05T08:04:26.724-05:00Antoine Family ReunionAntoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.comBlogger238125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-77117590373359808302014-01-02T18:57:00.001-05:002014-01-02T19:10:18.567-05:00Where Are You From?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Where are you from? I’m frequently asked this question and I
have various answers depending on where I am in the world. More recently, I
have been sharing my Benin roots as well as my wish to visit Benin in 2015 with
any native Africans who ask me where I’m from. However, their reaction is
overwhelming negative to my desire to travel to Benin. Essentially, evil or
harm will come to me and family; including not being allowed to leave Benin. It
finally occurred to me that the response is similar to what others have heard
or warned about entering our ‘Shango yard’ in Belmont. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I must admit that I was initially scared to go to Benin
after hearing these stories. However, now I’m even more determined to finally
finish the family journey.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We plan to be in Benin in January 2015 around January 10<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup>
to witness the voodoo festival and experience all that Benin has to offer. I’m
particularly interested in seeing Cotonu where our Abojevi Zahwenu originated.
Also, Savalu where his wife was captured, walked while chained at the ankle to
Cotonu and boarded the slave ship to Trinidad. We’ll begin to work on the
itinerary in the coming months.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are currently nine Antoines who are hoping to experience
Benin together. I hope you can join us as we trace our roots back to Benin. You
have a year to prepare financially, psychologically and physically for the
trip. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">We’ll provide all updates here so at the very least you can
live vicariously through us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Stay tuned ...</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-60638834464894481662012-04-15T10:24:00.000-04:002012-04-15T10:24:00.689-04:00More Rada DrummingMore Rada drumming to help you enjoy your Sunday! Rolling all the way to Belmont in July! Ready for the tent's red dirt!<br />
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Click here: <a href="http://soundcloud.com/antoinefamily/rada-1">Rada 1</a>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-80218707619770629402012-04-03T18:58:00.000-04:002012-04-03T18:58:29.788-04:00Want to Hike to Maracas Beach?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21_XrhWwaJemE4SaL-Xlp90t3Ofhauewv6L84l9xv5ZXyXSZOFxHTyi0fQvQYzTosSeA_VbgF8WEgKktvDO6bn7LXVlSkffmc4GlXCxEsxpdYqmMI3N3Gq7T3zv0ED8J856Su0XtpbQs/s1600/AntoineBeach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21_XrhWwaJemE4SaL-Xlp90t3Ofhauewv6L84l9xv5ZXyXSZOFxHTyi0fQvQYzTosSeA_VbgF8WEgKktvDO6bn7LXVlSkffmc4GlXCxEsxpdYqmMI3N3Gq7T3zv0ED8J856Su0XtpbQs/s320/AntoineBeach.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4f7b7c2c4cfcd8e60068637">The RSVPs are slowly coming in for Maracas Beach on Sunday, July 29th and it looks like we’ll have a bunch of spicy Antoines at Maracas. One suggestion from Chris Starr is to walk over the hills to Maracas Beach, departing from Mt Zion abov<span class="text_exposed_show">e Loango Village. The trail starts at about 300 meters, ascends to about 750 meters and from there down to the sea. Apparently, walking back would not be fun but you can drive back. Who’s in?</span></div>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-54954518716974395422012-03-30T08:05:00.000-04:002012-03-30T08:05:06.326-04:00Belmont Rada Community WebsiteCheck out our new <a href="http://www.belmontrada.com/">Belmont Rada Community</a> website!Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-85133245331499042892012-03-28T17:11:00.002-04:002012-03-28T17:24:07.929-04:00Antoine Family Reunion: July 29 - August 3, 2012, RSVP by June 30<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_wPRDFav64A7CvqEaBVJ_PtSyjgHpof_37QUZnFLhZjktOzMhPocby_rnlo-SfvYCbWtczo7iPY4SWYJwFHnsv1NxLduJ2J3uWZYshMDI4azylpCEyvd2QwrYxZpXKN72FIwHblO__s/s1600/AntoineFamilyReunionLogo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="183" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_wPRDFav64A7CvqEaBVJ_PtSyjgHpof_37QUZnFLhZjktOzMhPocby_rnlo-SfvYCbWtczo7iPY4SWYJwFHnsv1NxLduJ2J3uWZYshMDI4azylpCEyvd2QwrYxZpXKN72FIwHblO__s/s320/AntoineFamilyReunionLogo2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Come back to your roots in Belmont </div><div style="text-align: center;">and have </div><div style="text-align: center;">lots of fun in the sun </div><div style="text-align: center;">with all of the Antoines!</div><br />
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Sunday, July 29, 2012 at 9:00 am – Maracas Beach Pot Luck. Transportation will be arranged and will leave from Antoine Lane. RSVP and for further details contact Hester Millington by June 30th at <a href="mailto:antoinefamilyreunion@gmail.com">antoinefamilyreunion@gmail.com</a>.<br />
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Monday, July 30, 2012 at 6:00 pm – Belmont Rada Community 157th Anniversary, Crowne Plaza, Wrightson Road. Tribute will be paid by special guests including Minister of The Arts and Multiculturalism, The Honourable Winston Peters and Dr. Hollis Liverpool. Cost: TT$300. Dress: Business formal. RSVP by June 30th <a href="mailto:atantoinefamilyreunion@gmail.com">atantoinefamilyreunion@gmail.com</a><br />
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Thursday, August 2 and Friday, August 3, 2012 at 6:00 am -10:00 pm – Vodunu at Antoine Lane. Free. All are welcome.<br />
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We look forward to seeing you all in four months!Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-33626070514596160262012-03-22T18:08:00.000-04:002012-03-22T18:08:03.991-04:00Great Gods Cannot Ride Little Horses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-15q86KY-WCeGBc0q4ulIiFS-PdrYDDLlM-e4m_QvfaaUZ1sn6HS2OLKLXHXd4CRjzPByiDBB84dAWwY48aqA458-LKwDyIQg10xtlGmUoJUrIEfIZ0BeG3nWiWo6WLJjnJtUi0jRT7I/s1600/drums+(4).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-15q86KY-WCeGBc0q4ulIiFS-PdrYDDLlM-e4m_QvfaaUZ1sn6HS2OLKLXHXd4CRjzPByiDBB84dAWwY48aqA458-LKwDyIQg10xtlGmUoJUrIEfIZ0BeG3nWiWo6WLJjnJtUi0jRT7I/s320/drums+(4).jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Great gods cannot ride little horses. This Haitian proverb means that a saint/deity/god will only descend to ride or possess the body of someone who is prepared to attain a ‘state of ecstatic union with the divine’. Similar to most spiritual practices such as becoming filled with the Holy Ghost, reaching the Buddhist state of nirvana or attaining the yogi's state of divine bliss, samadhi. The drumming and singing attempt to get the vodunsis (women who are possessed by saints) to reach higher levels of consciousness and invoke a spirit to descend and possess or ride them. But don't worry it seems that the majority of us are little horses.Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-63796086181729536302012-03-16T19:58:00.000-04:002012-03-16T19:58:20.062-04:00Authentic African Names<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGqODLjahpth1GQSLxMBSeDOdewG06QH5J9d2x49IMAlZ8_l747AQtC3A9Cg_xpxivUrr9mTUirmu795jVX6GmnWHvH5GhG2A9RtdXMXHxfntOLLUUTB7EirUA3YiCOvzbchVPQ-c8D8/s1600/africannames.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGqODLjahpth1GQSLxMBSeDOdewG06QH5J9d2x49IMAlZ8_l747AQtC3A9Cg_xpxivUrr9mTUirmu795jVX6GmnWHvH5GhG2A9RtdXMXHxfntOLLUUTB7EirUA3YiCOvzbchVPQ-c8D8/s320/africannames.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">If you're looking for an authentic African name for your soon-to-be-born baby (I know of at least 2 that are on the way) or in the future. Here are some names from earlier generations of Antoines or Rada community members. Male names: Abojevi, Kunu, Dewendo, Alokasu, Padonu, Achovi, Soobo, Zizu, Gangwede, Hoduno, Cocombre, Yewenu, Boko (Amora’s father and June Robinson's grandfather). Female names: Dovi, Ahoorloo, Sedende (Estalize’s aka Nennie G’s mother), Wovonde (2nd generation Baptiste).</span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-35955124962938246912012-03-08T18:24:00.000-05:002012-03-08T18:24:19.775-05:00My Great Grandmother - Dovi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYG099SKqEIG5FFxbLiBDoqIXQqILWgG6XCOi78A99qfQo7938d66-DGUEU7Q1wNyZ98xiJKoCPd8L9Rd6f5FOu4mToI3qDqx7z_AK_C8s8j4rfHC8NQsXAIFrimb3z1FPJh4mVobVxfk/s1600/mahi+woman.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYG099SKqEIG5FFxbLiBDoqIXQqILWgG6XCOi78A99qfQo7938d66-DGUEU7Q1wNyZ98xiJKoCPd8L9Rd6f5FOu4mToI3qDqx7z_AK_C8s8j4rfHC8NQsXAIFrimb3z1FPJh4mVobVxfk/s1600/mahi+woman.png" /></a></div><br />
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Today is International Women's Day and I'll like to pay tribute to my great grandmother. Her African name was Dovi, which means one born after a twin. She was a Mahi from Savalu, an important town in north east Dahomey. It’s believed she was captured by slave traders in Savalu and travelled the long distance by foot, chained to other captured salves to the port of Ouidah to board the slave ship. The distance from Savalu to Ouidah is 108 miles or 174 kilometers; roughly about 4 marathons! The Mahi country was frequently raided for captives. Mahi is a disrespectful term and roughly means ‘those who divide the market’ or ‘those who revolt’. During her husband’s trial on Obeah charges she was brought before the court and it was observed by one of the defence lawyers that “her face was marked in the genuine African way!” Her English name was Ellina (the spelling her son used in his notes) Robert Antoine. The photo is of a Mahi woman.Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-53415832319636065112012-03-07T18:09:00.000-05:002012-03-07T18:09:18.855-05:00HOW I GOT TO BE SO RADA by Christopher Starr<span style="font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUI9PbCBPWTcls9Zs9W8GWE40SAudmhLZTauSrhk1pcouT323A5WjlQXqDbZVjY9VPvBHPCNv0kibxSkBF2owkEd7JjxOPAO3aQfQO_Ympodkk11FliP9Sk5iL_y-sGfp7GngDHRvAN-E/s1600/cstarr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUI9PbCBPWTcls9Zs9W8GWE40SAudmhLZTauSrhk1pcouT323A5WjlQXqDbZVjY9VPvBHPCNv0kibxSkBF2owkEd7JjxOPAO3aQfQO_Ympodkk11FliP9Sk5iL_y-sGfp7GngDHRvAN-E/s1600/cstarr.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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In 1993 one of the Trinidad newspapers had a feature article on the Hubono (high priest) of the Rada Community in Belmont, Pain of Sport. That caught my interest, so soon afterward I went looking for him. By and by, I was directed to a particular house on a hillside, went up to the porch and rang the doorbell. <br />
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It was answered by the Hubono, Sedley Antoine, himself. I introduced myself, explained that I had an interest in traditional african religions, and asked if anything was coming up soon that someone like me might attend. The timing was excellent. Rada ceremonies center around the annual Thanksgiving celebrations early in the year. Thanksgiving was just a couple of weeks away, and I was cordially invited. <br />
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The early morning ceremony at the traditional rada yard positively knocked me out. What I had not realized was that the Rada people came from Benin (Dahomey) and that their religion is the one from which Vaudou is derived. In Benin today, it is known as Vaudou and is a major, respected practice. I had been able to enter the Rada religion just by knocking on a door and expressing an interest. For a comparable entry in Haiti, I would likely have had to reside in a village for many months or at least been familiar with a facilitating vaudouisant. <br />
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I don't know to what extent the adepts were vetting me, but I evidently passed the test on that first occasion. In conversation after the ceremony, the Hubono's brother, Patrick Antoine, prefaced a comment with "Now that you are one of us ...", and as I was taking my leave the Hubono hoped that I would be back for the next ceremony that night. That was the first I knew of the second phase of Thanksgiving, and by saying that he plainly endorsed his brother's remark. <br />
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I have been Rada ever since. Just a few years after that first encounter, the Hubono announced to the community that I was to be regarded as his son. He didn't ask me about it in advance. He didn't have to. And if anyone has ever questioned it, I didn't hear of it. To the end of their days, I addressed the elder Antoines as "Dad" and "Mom". And it is understood that when my time comes I will join them and a host of other ancestors in the Rada cemetery in Belmont. <br />
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At traditional african religious ceremonies -- whether Rada or allied -- I never manifest (enter into possession). It should probably happen sooner or later, but I am in no hurry, and I am not aware that I have ever come close. Sometimes, when we have long been clapping and ululating amid </span><span style="font-family: Courier New,Courier New; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Courier New,Courier New; font-size: small;">164 </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">the drumming, a certain feeling starts to ease over me, but I shake it off. <br />
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In christian practice, being entered by the Holy Spirit is regarded as something to be welcomed, and I know some in traditional african practice who evidently like to manifest. Most, however, seem reluctant, and I can see why. Being ridden by a deity really takes it out of one, and those who manifest often seem quite drained afterward. <br />
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In the morning phase of the rada Thanksgiving there are always blood sacrifices. A few chickens, some pigeons, and a male goat. Early in my association, the duty fell to me to manage the goat. This makes sense, as the other able-bodied brothers were otherwise engaged, mostly in drumming. <br />
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I should note that when one is closely involved in sacrificing a goat one should be prepared to get blood on oneself. It comes with the job. One year I had to go directly from morning Thanksgiving to the university for an 08:00 class. I changed my shirt, but I hadn't thought to bring a change of pants, so there was still a bit of blood spattered below the knees. Some of the students asked me about it, and I told them that I had been in Belmont in the early morning. Then, seeing that that could be misinterpreted -- some parts of Belmont are fairly rough -- I hastily explained that I hadn't been in a fight, just at a vaudou ceremony, where we had sacrified a goat. <br />
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One muslim student looked at me in amazement tinged with horror, and I just couldn't resist. "You know" I told her, "polytheism is so cool." I'm sure she thinks to this day that I am in league with the Devil. <br />
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Another factor of note is that managing the goat is a rather demanding task. A full-grown male goat is a strong beast, and he is very definitely not interested in being sacrificed. It takes alertness and a firm hand to keep him under control, and sometimes I come away from it panting and quite worn out. I told the high priest last year that in future they should think of either getting a weaker goat or a younger man to handle him. In fact, I picked one young fellow to assist me last year, and if he stays with us I am going to ease him into taking over my job. After all, he will only get bigger and stronger as the next years pass, while I ... well, let's just say that I will be ready to retire. </span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-27722101682848205902012-03-06T17:44:00.000-05:002012-03-06T17:44:56.792-05:00Legba Amulet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApFuVT6VMVbvyqKPqpkUfNhc-ePX6s7mBaMUHHd5tV9PREcgpbJHVjNclbrwPeITpUneYxeMrW86xLusFUDE8wTh9MC5Afj6EggR8KAnVF4bCu8WFYzldGvYCK0VekOTYq0Kr5mnIXR0/s1600/Legba1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApFuVT6VMVbvyqKPqpkUfNhc-ePX6s7mBaMUHHd5tV9PREcgpbJHVjNclbrwPeITpUneYxeMrW86xLusFUDE8wTh9MC5Afj6EggR8KAnVF4bCu8WFYzldGvYCK0VekOTYq0Kr5mnIXR0/s1600/Legba1.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are 3 sacred altars on Antoine Lane; Sakpata (God of disease), Ogu (God of Iron), Legba (Guardian against evil). This photo is a 19<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> century Legba amulet (object for good luck or protection) from the Fon tribe (that’s us). It is hand-carved and made of wood; 15 1/4 inches long by 3 inches wide. I’m told that this may have been used for tribal fertility rituals. These were sometimes placed in the ground for good luck. This one is from a private collection and the owner said it can be used for personal pleasure and is willing to part with it for USD$425. Anyone interested?<o:p></o:p></span></div>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-91278233740225441652012-03-05T20:51:00.000-05:002012-03-05T20:51:22.576-05:00Family Cemetery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5YOULjFLjD3CNrJzog2VZVTQVI9szYG-xCiQGNG4NODpiLWY6U45B99E6r0Yx9ttbizMIbnma57H8QOdHLf9vAXlMGF0AE7Cex3yk7CL2PxASF28X9rFkagcUDV8q8b6Dtfdw_2h-48s/s1600/cemetery10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5YOULjFLjD3CNrJzog2VZVTQVI9szYG-xCiQGNG4NODpiLWY6U45B99E6r0Yx9ttbizMIbnma57H8QOdHLf9vAXlMGF0AE7Cex3yk7CL2PxASF28X9rFkagcUDV8q8b6Dtfdw_2h-48s/s320/cemetery10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">There are no records to confirm when the family cemetery was originally established, but earliest found is the 1903 Legislative Council Paper list of private cemeteries. There are approximately 535 family members buried there including all hubunos (priests).</span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-56286160296809280682012-03-04T12:35:00.000-05:002012-03-04T12:35:49.158-05:00My 4:00 am Visit to Antoine Lane<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V6_7gPLNL62YJSrxTwYkhvi5lrEL5nKJehXdRyXdeVGc7wPkTmk0zt4Lk7w3CCI9b10VMSkfxH6wXrwCW7ngp8pGKVlaHodI9d-12mNyjD-UgniSv1rOczmqIM19Kgc7qNqT6YyL_zk/s1600/AntoineLane%232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V6_7gPLNL62YJSrxTwYkhvi5lrEL5nKJehXdRyXdeVGc7wPkTmk0zt4Lk7w3CCI9b10VMSkfxH6wXrwCW7ngp8pGKVlaHodI9d-12mNyjD-UgniSv1rOczmqIM19Kgc7qNqT6YyL_zk/s320/AntoineLane%232.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Due to a tough itinerary, I arrived on Antoine Lane at 4:14 am a couple Sundays ago. As I exited from the car, I couldn’t help but wish for the dirt laneway that I ran up and down thousands of times. With my left hand I touched the brick wall of the tent, however, it seems smaller to me. I do remember when we had two rows of benches on each side, now it’s just one row. Where did the kitchen, with the large fire pit go? Where are the huge, large pots that produced the best coo coo on the island? The coo coo that was stirred with the largest swizzle sticks by every available hand – male, female, young and old. <o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
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I remember eating so much tamarind right from the tree that my tongue was cut all over. And still I ate some more. The tamarind tree ultimately was located on a plot of land given to Uncle Amorra which he eventually sold to a land developer who built 3 houses on it. I assume February is tamarind season and I hope the tree is still there because when I arrived in Trinidad in a few days I’m going to help myself to tamarind. Wish me luck!Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-36748601166692629082012-02-10T20:54:00.000-05:002012-02-10T20:54:29.202-05:00Another Rada Song by Empress<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Another Rada song by Empress. She's a reluctant singer so please let her know how if you appreciate her efforts.</span><br />
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Benin in 2014! Here we come!Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-50758159215227666372012-02-07T22:11:00.000-05:002012-02-07T22:11:47.033-05:00Downtown Ouidah, Benin<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Photo of current downtown Ouidah, Benin where the first Antoine was born around 1800.</span><br />
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marcell_claassen/6835746513/">Ouidah</a></span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-55705916147740930462012-02-05T17:44:00.000-05:002012-02-05T17:44:24.649-05:00Panorama Semi-Finals without Dudley Smith?<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">As you listen to Panorama Semi-Finals today think of how awful the bands would sound if our Dudley Smith (father and grandfather of the Hoytes) didn’t decide to put rubber on the sticks!</span><br />
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Who was the first band leader to portray African mas? Who was the first band leader to have a choreographed dance on the stage. Whatever you guessed, you’re wrong. It was the Antoine family. Many, many years ago (no one can remember the year), the Antoine family had a carnival band with a presentation called, Cojo Billy. We were dressed as Africans, new drums were made, a song was composed and choreography was done. We practiced in the tent for weeks and finally took our presentation to the stage. Great fun was had by all, but it was never repeated. Who’s ready to resurrect Cojo Billy for 2012 carnival?</span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-74291435278324866322012-01-29T18:06:00.000-05:002012-01-29T18:06:23.127-05:00More Rada Music<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">It's our one year anniversary of the journey to the family reunion in August. Check out our new edition of Rada Empress singing.</span><br />
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<span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text">Karry Mckenzie thank you for posting a photo of your Dad, Felix Roberts. Felix is the son of Matthew and grandson of Pappy (one of Robert Antoine/Abojevi Zahwenu's children). He's a healthy 82 year old. Looking forward to seeing him in August.</span>Antoine Family Reunionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07394664758556086518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3631642729023716756.post-42257812190564216942012-01-11T20:44:00.001-05:002012-01-11T20:45:05.837-05:00Anniversary of Ogoun KweThis is a little late, but the ogoun kwe (altar) is now 51 years old. Ogoun is the god of war and armor, iron and metalworking, wisdom and fire, and is associated with St. James. It was built on January 1, 1960 by Uncle Sedley, the hubono at the time.<br />
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