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In years gone by, when we spoke about a web, it was in association with the spider. But recently, the"Web" has taken on a shape that depicts not only the spider, but humans and the Internet. In a sense, the spider has lost it grip as Master of the Web to human interventions. The interventions wasn't an invasion of the spider and its web, as the spiders are still at home in their web. But the interventions of the twisting of the word, "web", was man's way of saying that the invention of the Internet was as strong as the spider's web. Ask Mr. Arthur Hosten about it, and you'll get from him a good explanation of how the word "Webmaster" came into existence,and is well alive among us.

Mr. Arthur Hosten is a young man from Gouyave, the largest fishing village in Grenada. Ask him if he knows how to catch a fish and, I guess that his answer will be, No! Ask him if he knows how to swim and a quick reply from him will be, sure, I know how to swim! In fact, many people in Gouyave doesn't know how to catch a fish, but almost every one knows how to swim.

Arthur Hosten wasn't the top-gunned swimmer, because he'd spent most of his time, sitting down on the hard wooden benches in the schoolhouses, unlike some of the boys especially, his age. Apart from that, his mother, Miss Lyris Tess, wouldn't have let him fall by the wayside. Miss Lyris was one of the strictest parents, and saw that the kids she'd before Arthur, went to school, and made good use of it. Arthur was no exception to her rule, especially him being her last son, and child. Like most serious parent, Miss Lyris did not let down her guard, that allowed none of her children to go astray; she stayed on top of the 'cat and mouse game', when it came to parenthood. So, Arthur didn't stand a chance to be out of line, with his behavior, even if he wanted to.

Coming from a decent family, Arthur Hosten grew up like most of Gouyave's young men. He pitched the marble; played cricket, and soccer in the middle of the street, and on the church's grounds that was right in the neck of his woods, and bathed in the sea, surfing the high and low waves. He went to church regularly. He respected his elders, and was not known to be a street fighter of any kind.

For one thing, Arthur had loved music; he deejayed all over Gouyave,and the people couldn't have done without him on a Saturday's night, to go to the party where he had his gigs. But, who would have thought that Arthur, through the internet, bring lost friends and acquaintances back together. And discussions that had no light around it, to be on the front burners among the die-hard posters of the website called, "Gogouyave Talk Shop. "The handle, "Master of the Web" to Arthur's name is well deserved.

Arthur's a true-blooded Gouyaverian. Gouyave is where his heart is! Without a doubt, Gogouyave would have never felt like home, away from home, for those who are living outside of Gouyave. It's a priceless thing; no amount of dollars or English Pounds could be enough to pay for the services rendered to Gouyave, through the website, Gogouyave.

The Webmaster of Gogouyave, Mr. Arthur Hosten, is an extraordinary man. All thanks should be geared towards him, for his heart so big and kind! Arthur has surely shown his love and his respects to all of Gouyave and beyond. No one's more appreciative of his dedication, and time spent in bringing Gouyave together, than me and those who continued using the forum to keep Gouyave afloat in times of good, and bad days.

Thank you, Mr. Webmaster, for all that you have done!


DNJ, BOI my cuz didn't know how to fish, but he loves to eat fish. He didn't know how to swim (lol) but he could bathe near the sand. He has a mouth that he used it for good communication thru music, creation and intervention. . I can always call him for personal advice. Thank you cuz. You are the best.


Hey, fishing wasn't for everybody. Some people were cut out for different things. Your cuz had a big brother who was one of the masters of the sea, so it would've been easy for Arthur to learn to fish and swim from him, if he wanted to.

Eating fish had always been an healthy habit. Fish oils are filled with Omega3, that's good for the heart, and to prevent a stroke, especially in older folks. But, that was then; this is now. Strokes, and heart attacks are prevalent among the young people these days. Every young person should consider cutting out red meat from their diet, and eat fish like the mackerel and the salmon, just to name a few, instead of any red meat. Arthur was right to learn the ways of eating fish, as much as he did.

Arthur was a good deejay; he had one of the biggest sound systems in the early days in Gouyave. His communication skills were great. He advised those that sought advices from him in the right way. In a way, he'd some of the characteristics that Mr. Millette, the famous shoe maker in Gouyave had. Mr. Millette never spoke, without uttering the right words.

It's nice and certainly a wonderful thing, that Arthur followed in Mr. Millette's footsteps, apart from being a shoemaker. Lol!!!


Thanks DNJ but you are very wrong about the fishing part. I consider myself a ok fisherrman based on my exploits. i never did the "ocean" but did quite a few "banks" along the western side to the point where i did not have to buy fish for many months, even at timess giving friends fish, ha ha ha!

i was the owner of a fishing boat that i use every saturday and sunday to go fishing.

Fishing is a very relaxing hobby, in recent years especially after my near death experience, i took up fishing on the rock and jetties. i got myself an "ugly stik" fishing rod and trrust me, it was hour of catching nothing but hours just relaxing and lettting the imgination flow. i came out off that fishing hobby a better person. however, the greed in me wanted more, i wanted to catch fish( i was supposed to....I AM A GOUYAVEMAN. And so with that in mind i venture into the open seas. From rock hind to butter fish to young tur as big as 32 lbs.......now a days i hardly find the time in the last year to conttinue my hobby but my plans are to buy a bigger boat that i can hook up to my vehicle and go fishing as offten as possible.

last thing, with all the boasting, i had to get two other guys to be my captian and sailorman, lol

have a happy new year all.


Your welcome!

It wouldn't Gouyave, without fishermen. And, so, you'd your equal share of fishing. About the fishing boat, I didn't know that you'd owned one. Fishing seemed to be in your blood, because I felt the kind of love you had for it. But, as time changes, so do men. However, it shouldn't be difficult for you to start fishing again. Like you said, the only thing in your way is time. Hope that time will soon be on your side,.so that you can start again to enjoy your larger fishing boat, and haul in the biggest fish ever caught in Grenada.

For one thing, you picked up fishing as a hobby, just like my younger brother, Clanney. It was done after you completing high school. That'd made fishing for you more relaxing, because you could have picked your name up from the street. Most fishermen in in my time couldn't have done that! Your big brother, Michael, wasn't one of them. He went to school regularly, before he turned into a fisherman. Michael and I were classmates in The St. John's Roman Catholic School. By, and large, Michael was an excellent student throughout his years in school.

I recall an incident that Michael had when he was a fisherman in Gouyave. He sustained a serious injury from a dive into the sea water somewhere close to Windsor Park, now known as Cuthbert Peters Lark. The injury was to his head. The entire town of Gouyave was sad, after that incident. Every one prayed for Michael, and wished him a speedy recovery. And, so, he did recover nicely, for the injury he sustained from that dive into the sea.

Anyway, be good, and keep taking good care of yourself.

And, enjoy the rest of 2014!