Author Denise N. Fyffe

Morning breaks over the hillside And snakes up to my windowsill; The defense they mount is futile As she slips effortlessly, like butter, Through their rearguard. Her yellow dress is stunning, Covering wall to wall; Lazy bones stretch, muttering compromising curses As sleep scampers away like a timid rabbit Way too early. Though stunning, This unwanted beauty Continues to sing her…

Declarations for Spiritual Warfare in the Mornings By: Minister Denise N. Fyffe I decree that I stand strong in faith today, rejecting fear, doubt, and every spiritual attack against my destiny and purpose. I declare that the Lord fights every battle for me, releasing victory, protection, peace, and strength throughout this blessed day. No weapon formed against me shall prosper, for divine…

Chinese Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe The story of Chinese families in the Caribbean is one of endurance, quiet strength, and remarkable transformation. Their arrival in the region was not glamorous, nor was it the result of a grand vision for prosperity. Instead, it began with hardship, illness, and the uncertainty of indentureship. Yet from those difficult beginnings emerged…

Chinese Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe The story of Chinese families in the Caribbean is one of endurance, quiet strength, and remarkable transformation. Their arrival in the region was not glamorous, nor was it the result of a grand vision for prosperity. Instead, it began with hardship, illness, and the uncertainty of indentureship. Yet from those difficult beginnings emerged…

Declarations for Open Doors in the Morning by: Minister Denise N. Fyffe I decree that new doors of divine opportunity open before me today, releasing growth, favor, success, and unforgettable breakthroughs into my future. I declare that God connects me with destiny helpers, forming relationships that uplift, inspire, strengthen, and support my divine assignment in 2026. I command every closed…

Miss Cherry swear seh JPS a thief har, “Mi nuh use light! Mi go a mi bed early!” But every month she bawl same way, Bill high-high like Blue Mountain surely. She march go office wid receipt in hand, “Mi want manager! Mi want proof!” Dem check di meter, check di line, Find out is she fridge door Nehva close good from ’95 — truth! She walk home vex, But by evening she laugh, “Mi fridge…

Indian Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe The Indian presence in the Caribbean is woven into the region’s cultural fabric with a quiet but unmistakable strength. From the moment the first group of East Indians stepped onto Jamaican soil at Old Harbour Bay in 1845, they carried with them a sense of identity that was deeply rooted in ancestry, religion, and tradition. Over the…

Indian Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe The Indian presence in the Caribbean is woven into the region’s cultural fabric with a quiet but unmistakable strength. From the moment the first group of East Indians stepped onto Jamaican soil at Old Harbour Bay in 1845, they carried with them a sense of identity that was deeply rooted in ancestry, religion, and tradition. Over the…

Sunday evening — Di whole lane turn orchestra. Pot cover knock, spoon beat pan, Rice bubble, chicken sizzle, Seasoning scent run marathon. Miss Punsie hum hymn, Miss Joyce sing oldies, Mr. Brown whistle off-key. Pickney drum pon bucket, Dog bark bassline, Birds add harmony. Dinner ready, Noise done, Lane quiet like curfew night. But every Sunday, Same concert — Pure Jamaican…

African Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe African families form the heartbeat of the Caribbean. Their presence is not a footnote in our history but the foundation on which much of our culture, identity, and social life has been built. When Africans were brought to the Caribbean between the seventeenth and nineteenth centuries, they carried with them languages, customs, spiritual…

African Families in the Caribbean by: Denise N. Fyffe African families form the heartbeat of the Caribbean. Their presence is not a footnote in our history but the foundation on which much of our culture, identity, and social life has been built. When Africans were brought to the Caribbean between the seventeenth and nineteenth centuries, they carried with them languages, customs, spiritual…

Ms. Punsie husband was hot one night. He went to di kitchen fi get a drink. What him find was so profound, poor man nearly have heart attack an faint by di sink. Him hear a whimper, him hear a sigh. Him think it was a duppy moving round dat night. “Never mind,” him thought, “all is well.” Him just ago drink likkle wata an go a him bed. Him search fi di cup up pan di cupboard, swing…

Mango season come in wid style, bold like it own di place. Tree dem bow down heavy‑heavy, mango drop like rain pon face. Pickney run out wid plastic bag, ready fi war wid di breeze. First one reach get bragging rights, second one bawl, “Save some please!” Di big man climb like him still young, foot slip, but him nah come down. Him grip di limb like glove, determined fi wear di mango…