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Wednesday 2 September 2015

Blast from the past


My my my....... as a people how we have changed; we have become technologically advanced, wealthier, more educated and many turn their noses up at our past. 

The links between families are now more broken than ever before, the air of respect reserved for adults smoggy with contempt and disgust. These children nowadays are something else.

They say youth is wasted on the young, but the Jamaican young are an endangered species nowadays.  I fear women are giving birth to adults; some of whom, if they could speak would come swearing right out of their mothers womb.

People, people pray fi miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii because mi swear a t.v a raise some people pickney. I must admit sometimes I sit and miss the good good county days . But alas this is oh so strange to my UPT friends and the other who were raised "a town" ................... an expression only a true yaadie can appreciate and understand 


Mi say back inna di days when my granny a reign supreme, she and har strap tight like Siamese twin. The only time it come from offa har waist a fi light up a fire unda mi and mi bredda dem behind. 

Dem time deh pickney haffi draw brakes inna dem bed from from six o clock and is only every tenth house have electricity, and if you live extra far inna di bush a bottle torch you haffi light.

Pickney used to fraid a duppy, and the biggest fear was a rolling calf and if you bright and overhear big people talking you couldnt even laugh. 

Them time deh neighbour beat you fi any likkle thing and yuh jus haffi " kibba yuh mout". Only rich people have t.v and fridge and dem sell suck suck and ice....... ahhhh how far we have come.

Bird bush wid slingshot, mango bush, bathing in the cold river water. Cricket on the ball ground and shelling pimento fi get pocket money, carrying water on yuh head with yuh katta, granny roast breadfruit and corn pork and you wash it  down wid coconut water ohhhhhh me oh my. Yes I know those are memories some would sooner forget. 

But truth be told  when all is said and done no t.v, no laptop or tablet could compare to the the wonders of pure clean country fun.