I wake to the crowing roosters
I wake up to the sound of roosters crowing and the feel of light dripping in through the windows. It fills my eyes, enticing me to rise. Morning has arrived. You can’t miss it here, it wakes you with it’s beauty and calling of a new day dawning. I go through to the modern kitchen with the granite work tops and silver appliances to make my morning cup of coffee. Looking towards the sliding doors I take in the lush green view of trees and bushes. As soon as I step outside I am hit by the heat and the brightness of the sun, it is only 7.30am but already it is near 30c. I step onto the road and walk to work. Although the housing developments are to a modern standard, there is no pavement and I have already been told that it is hard to get around without a vehicle. I stick to the left and walk relatively close to the traffic which comes quite quickly on the path into town. Most of the cars are State-size large and in a Jeep style. Some smaller cars pootle past. I hear Caribbean rhythms an...
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