All posts by Opal Palmer Adisa

Opal Palmer Adisa is an exceptional writer/theatre director/photographer/gender advocate, nurtured on cane-sap and the oceanic breeze of Jamaica. Writer of poetry and professor, educator and cultural activist, Adisa has lectured and read her work throughout the United States, South Africa, Ghana, Nigeria, Germany, England and Prague, and has performed in Italy and Bosnia. An award-winning poet and prose writer Adisa has twenty four titles to her credit. Most recents are: Pretty Like Jamaica; The Storyteller's Return; Portia Dreams and 100 + Voices for Miss Lou. Other titles include the novel, It Begins With Tears (1997), which Rick Ayers proclaimed as one of the most motivational works for young adults. Love's Promise; 4-Headed Woman; Look a Moko Jumbie; Dance Quadrille and Play Quelbe; Painting Away Regrets; Until Judgement Comes;

We Are All Teachers

IMG_3433Anyone can teach bright, gifted children.

A bright child does not show one how to teach.

A bright child does not really need a teacher.  Just show her or steer him in the right direction and they will go from there,  self-motivated.  The gifted child already knows there are many windows from which to look out on the world.

This is a minority group, “the gifted.”

Most of us are just average, or even below average, given the popular paradigm.  We have to pay close attention;  we make lots of mistakes; we have to do any task over and over, and then we get it, and even excel.

A true teacher knows that you earn your chops when you are able to reach those children who are just below the margin, those who fit within the lowest common denominator.

While it is believed that there are several learning styles — auditory, visual, a combination of both, by example– there  are those learners who do not fit into any of those categories, and contrary to popular belief they are not dumb or stupid or any other derogatory term we often throw at those learners who need more attention and time to figure out and solve the problem.

A true teacher knows the first and most important rule of teaching is Compassion.  You have to like and believe in the innate ability of your students. You have to have as your core belief that everyone is teachable, and that as a teacher you will do what is necessary to not just motivate, but ensure that all your students excel. You will find the way and work with the individual rather than the group.

The second cardinal rule is Expectation. You have to have clear and high expectation of your student, and let her know that these are your standards and you expect her to rise to the occasion, with tutelage and guidance.

The third rule  is Encouragement/Perseverance.  Even when your student does not appear to be mastering set skills, you must encourage him to keep trying, and you also must help him to explore alternatives.

The fourth rule is as important at the first and that is Trust the Process — there are no mistakes, just the process of trial and error that leads to discovery and results. All too often when students make a mistake, we make them feel ashamed, as if she is a failure, rather than exploring avenues that will lead to the desired answer.

Learning is a process like walking –it takes many trials, falling, stumbling, holding on, picking yourself up, gaining balance and confidence–  then you learn the trick, how to balance while putting one foot in front of the other,  and after a while you don’t even think about it; it’s encoded.

We are all teachers, not just to our children and our colleagues, but to everyone we meet.  Everyday we teach someone something, and every day we are learners too –someone is teaching us something.

What kind of teacher are you modeling?  Are you modeling good teaching?

Maybe you are a quick learner, and therefore get impatient with others who do not process information as quickly as you.

Maybe you believe there is only one kind of learner, and those who do not process information as you do are not smart.

A good teacher is not arrogant or cocky or smug.

A good teacher is often a very good person to be around.

A good teacher allows compassion to be her guide.IMG_3557

If you keep having poor students or you are surrounded by people who are not as competent as you, then maybe you are the cause, and you are not such a good teacher after all or you are not modeling excellence.

Even when you don’t say it out loud or directly to your student, s/he knows how you feel about her/him; it is evident in your very demeanor.

If you want someone to excel then treat  him/her with respect; speak words of encouragement; model good practices and be open to multiple ways to get at the answer.

We are all teachers, and we are teaching others all the time by our behavior and the words we speak.

I Am The I Am

I am

I was

I have been

I will always be

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What i seek

i see

i envision it

until it is my lived

experience

I give thanks for it

until it is so apart of my life

it is my second skin

i expect it

i accept it

This is who I am

This is what I deserve

This is the blessing

This is the grace

This is the divine love & truth

I will not speak away

my blessings

I will not dwell

in someone else’s house

because

I am

and always will be

the I am that I am

Just Keep On Living

I have been diligent about filing complaints against big businesses’ monopoly, but mostly their unfair, really terrorist practices. And no, I am not being dramatic.

In fact, the banks and the mortgage companies are the greatest threat to the average person who abides by the law and cherish the dream of owning a home and passing it on to their children.

I am tired of being given the run around. They relinquish all blame and pass the buck, from one person to the next, no one seems to know what the other is doing.  Their goal, and effective strategy, to frustrate and tire you out so you give up, and allow them to exploit you and win.

I have been and will for the rest of my life fight against Nazism/Racism/Slavery/Bankism  and other allowable acts of terrorism against the average citizen.

So maybe someone can explain what this response from Wells Fargo Means:

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Delete that Memory

DSC05749We all have stories that we tell.

Some folks focus only on the negative

and like a wind-up doll

they keep telling the same sad tale

to whomever will listen.

I’m not sure why

some folks only dwell on the negative,

what’s not right

what someone did them

victimhood!!!

I have no patience for those stories

anymore

they don’t help the victim

nor the listener to move forward.

Often, the person telling the story

will insist it’s the absolute truth

but every story has many sides.

You might select to only see/hear

the version that makes you comfortable.

Well I’m inviting you

to stop telling sad, victimhood stories

about your life.

Find the good , the light, the joy.

Make yourself a hero

–find the myriad shades

of blue — all the nuianceDSC05464

evident in the ocean and other

things in nature– and speak

those realities too and you might

just find your way to more light.

Interviewing the Caribbean

Dear Caribbean Sisters & Brothers, Fellow Writers/Artists:

Who owns your creativity, your ideas, your work?

Is it important that you get credit and monetary compensation for it?

Of what value is your creative work to the development of a Caribbean identity and society?

Is it okay for others to borrow, sample, reuse, your work without permission?

These are just some of the issues we want to see explore in this first inaugural issue of the journal, Interviewing the Caribbean.

Submit, poems, stories, interviews and conversations.

IC call for entries

Wait and See

Sometimes

after you have done

everything

you know how

after you have explored

multiple angles

and you have not gotten

the results or desire

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then all you can

do is

wait and see

but do this with

expectation

with zooming focus

on what

you want

and deserve

and be prepared

for something

even better

to manifest

What’s Stopping You

95% of the time, the excuse many people give for not doing what they want to do, is lack of money.

I wish I could travel, but I just don’t have the money.

I wish I could work part time, but I cannot live on half of what I make.

I wish I could write a book, but I just don’t have the time to take than on now.

I really have a lot of great ideas, but have no money to execute them.

I think I would be great at…but it’s too late now or I can’t afford to switch gears at this stage of my life.DSC05443

When do you stop making excuses?

When do you seize the moment?

You are the only one stopping you.

Many of my friends have way more money than me, and could do far more traveling, but they don’t. Even though they say that is one of their desires.

Because they also make way more money than me, if they did some adjustments, they too could live comfortably on half their income, and have the time to do some of those others things they have been putting off.

For me it has always been about choice.  How do I want to go out — meaning die?

I have always lived by the code, if I die tomorrow, I don’t want regrets to be anywhere in the equation.

Therefore, I do and go now.  I explore ideas now.  I live my dreams now.

I don’t know if I will ever have enough money, or if there will ever be the right time, or that when I retire, I will begin to do all the things I have put off.

I am not allowing money, time  or circumstances to stop me.  I am not allowing myself to stop me.

Now is all I have and I refuse to squander it.DSC05450

So dump your excuses and ask yourself, “What’s stopping me?”

Look in the mirror when you do, as more than likely, the person stopping you is the one staring back at you.

Reading & Writing

IMG_3417_2There is no greater pleasure, next to loving making and intimacy, than reading and allow ample time to day-dream.

Daydreaming is a necessary precursor to being a writer. The mind has to be free so an idea, the germ of a story, can come to you.  It is in the act of daydreaming that I get to examine my characters, explore the plot and learn the direction of the story.

This is where I learn what I know and I realize what I need to know, and it is where I am often surprised at who is in my head and where I am been led — without permission.

Many writers talk about being a vehicle for their respective stories, but it is more profound than that and someone should undertake this examination. What exactly is going on between the writer and a story, and where do these stories come from?
I am to be writing a romance novel and a collection of poems about my father, but God’s Child, a woman I don’t even know, has entered into my life and has guided me to write five stories now about her, when she isn’t on my list of books to write.

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How did she so easily usurp this place, so that now I am writing a short book about her life? I am thinking about her. I am asking people about her. Who is God’s Child, this mad woman, this woman in pain and why did she select me to talk with, to interest and invest me with telling her story?

Where are the psychologist, theoretician, etc.…? This is important stuff, a writer and her craft, a writer and her relationship to her characters.

From I was a child, even before I knew that I could and would be a writer, I was preparing myself to write. Well life was preparing me. Rather than playing with dolls, I would wander off to daydream by myself. I would crouch and listen to people’s stories. I would hear and remember things no one said or remembered having done.

I have not been writing a lot these last weeks, too much noise and people and remodelling going on at the home front, but I have been reading, about child abuse for my new play and other things.

This morning I got up, a little inertia, a little okay what’s going on with me, then I picked up a book, made myself fresh hot cocoa, put my feet on the African hassock, turned on the fan and read… equilibrium returned.

I was where I needed to be, doing what I needed to be doing, despite the hammering and sawing and painting going on downstairs. I was made to read and write and live a live of leisure, and I dear anyone to challenge my claim.

Although in the last fiver years I have donate more than four thousands of my personal books to various institutions and individuals, I still have more than I have place to store – 49 boxes in storage…those with which I am still reluctant part.

This year I have really jumped in gear and I bought only books on my Kindle, yes I have succumbed, well actually I did buy three books that weren’t on Kindle, but I am going the tech mode…I think.

Whatever the format, I love reading, and I love writers and am curious about where their stories come from and the various techniques they use to hook readers, myself included.

I am a writer. I am a reader. I am a writer, reader.

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Listening to the Wind

I could smell the rain

coming over the hill

puffing up the clouds

breezing towards me

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The air was crisp and cool

The wind was in full form

provoking the ocean

folding waves and galloping horses

grabbing hold of the coconut fronds

and together they danced

provocatively moving in and out

of each other

The breeze skidded, tumbled, twirled

raising the dress of the earth

tossing leaves

grazing my skin

Oh it was most seductive

an energy so alive

i felt out-of-body

Pay Attention

This morning on my walk I was so thankful for my body, which I have been blaming for weight gain.

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Yet I am very grateful for the health and happiness of my body and for the pleasures I derive from it.

I felt alive, striding, inhaling the fresh, salty air, and experiencing the breeze fanning my body as it sweated.

I wanted to make sure I paid attention to everything, the smallest detail, and give thanks for all.

What are you ignoring in your life?  Often, those little things we think can wait so we ignore, are what can and will make a big difference in our lives.

Have you talked to the birds lately that flit from branch to branch by the tree you sit near?  What about the numerous lizards, flies, mosquitoes?

Are you truly paying attention to your still small voice, to the yearnings of your heart, to what brings your joy?

Are you taking time, daily, to just sit in silence and surrender everything?

Are you laughing each day like a happy child, confident and surrounded by love?

Are you being vigilant that the ideas and thoughts that fill your mind daily are positive, and affirming and can help to move you forward.

What do you gift the world and life daily?

I gift you perfect health, happiness and that all your needs, for your ultimate fulfillment, are met.

Ase.