Caribbean Story Part 5: The Spittin Image

Updated on March 1, 2018
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Caribbean Story shares memories of a Caribbean writer, including bits on parenting and other lifestyle aspects influenced by the culture.

Caribbean Story features the nurture and influence of Miranda Davis' grand-mothers. In Part 4, Miranda's father dies on the day she was born. In this episode, the adult Miranda recalls and ponders her relatives' account of the coincidence.

Miranda: The Link Between Two Households

The Davises
Relation to Miranda
The Spooners
Manny (now deceased)
Myra, Mona

Missing: Father's Name

Caribbean folks were not allowed (until recently) to have the father’s name on the birth certificate if the child was born out of wedlock. So the unmarried Janie Davis named her daughter Lulu Davis. Lulu (because she was not married to her baby’s father) named her daughter Miranda Davis. Three Misses Davis: Janie, the grandmother; Lulu, the mother; and Miranda. That was another good reason to attach titles to their first instead of last names (for example, Miss Janie); the first reason was common respect.

Father's Name? Blank on Birth Certificate


Throughout her adult life, it bothered Miranda that she did not answer to Spooner, her father’s surname, especially because folks who knew Manny said they could see him in his daughter. She had his fair color, his good looks including his straight nose, and sometimes his humour. She couldn’t prove it, though; there was no photograph. Had she known that it would bother her so much not to bear his name, she would have paid the legal fee to have it inscribed on her legal documents. Her soon-to-be expired passport brought on the regret, and it took her back to the day it all began.

She was born on the same Easter Sunday that her father died, and beginning at an early age, she listened to family recitals of the event every year. Her grandmothers had profound interpretations of the coincidence.

In the Davis' Household

According to Granny Janie, it was the pastor who delivered the news of Manny’s passing on Easter Monday morning.

Josie screamed. She confessed that she admired Manny’s leadership stature at church, and his comedic behavior at the socials. Though they never talked much to each other, she expected that being the father of her sister’s baby would have forged a brother-sister relationship between them. Henry looked stunned, opening his eyes so big that it seemed he would never wink again. Eventually, Josie and Henry hugged and wept together until neighbors started gathering around.

Lulu sat up to hear the pastor deliver the message that Manny sent during his final moments of consciousness. “Manny asked me to tell you that he is sorry for the way it happened, but he is not sorry for what happened. He also said ‘Be sure to call the baby Miranda, and let my mother tell you why.’” Lulu said nothing; neither did she cry.

Manny's Message

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Granny Janie sobbed as she struggled through the speech she would repeat through the years. Miranda heard it whenever she deserved something tangible and the family could only afford something thoughtful, as in when she excelled in her school work or in a performance at church.

“You are special Miranda. God wanted your father to leave his spittin image for his family to look at before He take him outta this world, and God make it be you. Don’t be sorry about not having a father; be thankful for his life in you. I got with your mother for disappointing me but I am glad that I didn’t ill-treat her. You goin' to come something good Miranda. This won't be the first time that *something go bad in the morning, and turn good in the afternoon.”

Miranda pondered these sentiments often, because she always hoped to reward her grandmother’s trust and confidence. Janie had been her ever-present refuge and strength before she learned about God. Often, when her mother Lulu’s quietness brewed into a raging storm of discipline, Grandma Janie’s gentle breeze of compassion fanned it away.

*a bad beginning makes a good ending.

In the Spooner's Household

Grandma Mattie told Miranda that she and her two daughters had rushed back to Manny’s bedside when they got word that he regained consciousness. They lingered there until the orderlies took him away. Other people told Miranda that her grandmother began to die the day her father did. Mattie hollered all the way home that God had taken her best child.

At home, the neighbors including Daisy Morton, the village grocer and gossip, came to sympathize. Whether or not she still had kites to sell, she focused on comforting the Spooners.

“Manny always used to make me laugh,” she began. “Whenever you see a crowd and you hear the people suddenly laugh out loud, you could bet that Manny was there making jokes.”

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“Manny was *nuff” agreed Mattie, wiping her eyes, “but you’re right, Miss Daisy, and he wasn’t rude.

”So you all think that God called him to be a joker in heaven?” Myra ventured and who didn’t laugh out loud, snickered.

Then came Grandma Mattie’s perspective: “You know what I think? God let Manny know what was goin’ to happen. That is why he reached down to Seaside Village in such a hurry to see the child. He didn’t say anything to Lulu, but I know she understand his message. I don’t know about the first part, but when I get ready, I will tell Miranda why he call her by that name.”

Miranda waited years to hear the reason, and whenever she was strolling down memory lane, she hesitated to talk about it, though it proved how much her father loved her.


Strange Likeness

Miranda remembered her father often, not sadly but fondly. Her grandmothers, her aunts and even the neighbors told many favorable stories about his likeable personality. They convinced her that she would have been proud of him. The more she grew, the more they saw his likeness in her, and told her also that he would have been proud of her.

Strange how she never knew him, but modeled one of his habits so accurately. Cornmeal porridge was his favorite breakfast food. It was also Miranda's. Just like him, she liked the scent of the nutmeg effusing through the steam of the hot porridge; and just like him, she preferred to eat it after it sat for hours and turned into a thick, cold pudding.

Cornmeal Porridge Recipe

There was only one person who never seemed excited over Miranda’s resemblance to her father. That was her mother, Lulu.

© 2018 Dora Weithers


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      Dora Weithers 3 days ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Glenis. It is partly biographical. Happy to bring you a good memory through Manny.

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      GlenR 4 days ago from UK

      I love this story, Dora. You tell it so well that I can visualise each of the characters. Is it biographical?

      A sense of fun is always attractive. The description of Manny always at the centre of a crowd of laughing friends reminded me of my husband, who passed away a long time ago.I'm pleased to see you are now incorporating food into your writing!

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      Dora Weithers 7 days ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Peg. That porridge IS delicious. Caribbean babies grew up on it in the days when mothers prepared their baby foods, instead of serving them from grocery cans and jars. Some of us are still hooked on it.

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      Peg Cole 7 days ago from Dallas, Texas

      Not sure how I missed the notice that this chapter was out but I'm here enjoying this latest installment. You tell a great story, Dora. That porridge looks delicious. I believe I would like it cold, too.

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      Dora Weithers 10 days ago from The Caribbean

      Kari, I'm impressed that you like Granny Janie's statement. Next chapter coming soon! Thanks for following.

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      Kari Poulsen 10 days ago from Ohio

      What can I say, except I'm eagerly awaiting the next chapter. Reading this I feel sad and nostalgic, but happy also. I love Granny Janie's saying, "something go bad in the morning, and turn good in the afternoon". So much of life is like this.

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      Sam 13 days ago

      I grew up on cornmeal porridge, but I am not related to the Davises. I like Granny Davis' speech.

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      Dora Weithers 2 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Nikki, for observing the hills and the valleys. Glad the story strikes you as real life, because it is.

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      Nikki Khan 2 weeks ago from London

      Amazing story, make you smile and you get sad on some things as you do in normal life.

      Looking forward for next one.

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      Dora Weithers 2 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Bill. I manually copied your comment, because I want to register your input.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Flourish. Still trying to write something enjoyable.

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      FlourishAnyway 3 weeks ago from USA

      I’ve seen some traits pop up in relatives who had no contact with an ancestor or far flung relative but their resemblance in personality or looks can be uncanny. Genes are hard to deny. Still enjoying this wonderful story.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Jackie, it was a favorite back then (not sure for now when mothers go for the ready made stuff). I still like it very much.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Bill, thanks for your trust. I'm pushing forward, hoping the result is satisfying.

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      Bill Holland 3 weeks ago from Olympia, WA

      I know this story is going to make me feel good...I'm positive of it! Looking forward to more.

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      Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

      Seems Mom made it for breakfast, like cereal. I love my sweets too. No danger to me so far. I will probably half the recipe though.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Frank for continuing to follow. You will enjoy the cornmeal porridge if you ever try it.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Jackie. Feel free to look for other recipes because this one is short on sugar, but I like my porridge sweet. It will taste good either way.

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      Dora Weithers 3 weeks ago from The Caribbean

      Thanks, Mary. There are certain aspect of Caribbean life I still cannot shake. I still like cornmeal porridge.

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      Frank Atanacio 3 weeks ago from Shelton

      this is still a good story, everything falls into place.. perhaps I too can some day taste that cornmeal pudding thanks for this wonderful share MsDora

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      Jackie Lynnley 3 weeks ago from The Beautiful South

      I have always wondered about children picking up habits from their parents. This proves it was not from living with her father and watching him.

      Great story and I am enjoying it all and want to try the cornmeal pudding. Am thinking I have had it at a young age so will see if I remember that taste. Thank you for the story and recipe. GB

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      Mary Norton 3 weeks ago from Ontario, Canada

      I like your story very much but I enjoy most knowing a bit of Caribbean culture. I don't think I ever had cornmeal porridge. I want to try this.