What Makes Us Kelpers

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By Robin Goodwin

The most friendliest of people that you’ll ever meet That’s lived on this land two hundred years or more. Kelpers they call them, of British descent Are the kind of people that live on this shore. The first ones to come here and settle this land Came from England Scotland and Wales. If you’re lucky to talk to the eldest among them You’ll be amazed at their wonderful tales. They built their first houses from driftwood and stone With limited tools they built them so neat. Then a bit later on they discovered black diamonds Which they cut from the ground and used it for peat. In those pioneering days, these Islands were covered With a tall tussac grass that fed the cattle and sheep. These animals, along with the pigs, hens and ducks Were brought here by settlers as the food they would eat. They planted small gardens for vegetable supplies And built mile upon mile of six wire stock fences. The wool from the sheep was sent back to Great Britain Which was sold for hard cash to pay their expenses. Kelpers work hard and will seldom complain About conditions of work and places they lived in. The fresh cooking all baked by the wives on the farms Is so masterfully done in an old peat fired oven. Modern day tourists now flock to these shores In their thousands from far distant places. Not just to see the magnificent wild life But Kelpers with big smiles on their faces. The Kelpers are envied all over the world Because they have got what most people dream. The lifestyle and the beauty the tranquillity too And most importantly they are a close knitted team. Most of them now live in the capitol Stanley While many small Farm owners live out in the camp. But wherever they live the spirits the same They will welcome you in when you’re wet cold and damp. They’ll show you they’re lifestyle the gift that they have How they all make a living from this windswept land. There a real friendly people in a quiet remote place You know that your welcome as they offer their hand. To all of the visitors who come to these shores To try and find out what the Islanders mean. When Islanders say you really have to come here and live it That’s when you know you are living the old Kelpers dream.

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