I am so glad I left Guyana

Apr 22, 2016 Letters

Dear Editor,
When I read of the horrifying experience of the four women, confronted by burglars who gained entry “by prising out a grill from a window in the bottom flat of the two-storey property”, I got goose pimmples, as I realised I could have been facing something similar when I spent my 4+year period in Guyana in the late 1990s – without a telephone!
A carpenter/builder, recommended to me by someone who was a regular client, charged me G$100,000 to mend a leak in the roof. He collected his ‘materials money’ and went off, leaving a ladder leaning against the back wall for over 3 days and nights, eventually reappearing to finish the job. He performed his own ‘parlour tricks’, and had a young helper, who seemed to have ideas of his own. A week or two after finishing the job and ‘signing off ‘, I noticed along the ledge of the grilled kitchen, a huge, heavy file. It made no sense to me – until recently. It was probably left to “prise the grill”, to gain entry to the house during the night.
I have always believed that everyone has a guardian angel, and mine is very active and benevolent. Fortunately, for me in Guyana, I was up most of the night, with lights on, and there was an all-night watchman at a house across the road at the back, who had a clear view of my kitchen. So whoever left the file on the kitchen ledge was thwarted from mischief-making.
When I read of what Guyana is going through today, I count my blessings that I left when I did, mainly because I could not get a telephone, without delivering a G$10,000 backhander! I recall the poem which details how “a kingdom was lost all for the want of a horse-shoe nail”. My case in reverse, perhaps.
Geralda Dennison

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