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Mark Francis Rahaman
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My Grandma’s Story

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I was six years old when I got died. And we were living in a very nice area. Victorian village. And we had, like, a coconut plantation in the back. Those are coconut. Yeah. But it's a wide bridge because my brother doesn't have Don T. Yeah. Because they have trade cars and everything. So we lie in that bridge in the evening, right. Because people coming from the farm and we lie on the bridge under the bridge on top of the bridge

Born in 1927 Guyana South America, we go back to 1933 and hear some amazing stories from way back then

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Mark Francis Rahaman
@LondonCalling · 3:19
They go in there and they pull the cool down a big pool in there and there's the community and pour it on the hole. Wow. I don't. By the time I was born, the cold fire had gone. Yes. Because when I came over, we had gas. But people started using electric, right. Amazing. Wow
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