At some point in the history of our hemisphere, a lot of stranger people were flung together and had to make their own new language to communicate. As I’ve posted before, I am really proud of my people who lost everything, took their nothing and made something. I come from a long line of survivors and innovators, keeping company with all the (French) creole speakers who made a language from French and their disparate African tongues. In Saint Lucia, we speak a creole (patios) very similar or intelligible enough in most cases to that spoken by people in places our island fore bearers had absolutely no communication with way back then when they invented that tongue. Among countries on the list of french creole speakers worldwide is Dominica. That little fact allows me this morning to thoroughly enjoy a song I had almost forgotten about by a group from that island.