Renee' A. Lee's Blog, page 2
October 7, 2015
In my classroom
So .... wage negotiations are done....... well at least it is for teachers and being immersed in the classroom now has given me additional perspective..... I will however internalize that thought fahhhh annuh everything good fi eat .......good fi talk .... ahoe.
No sah ...... off the bat I have to give a shout out to the teachers who have been at this for years and wake up everyday and hustle off to school ..... hahahaha woiiiiiii.
Mi sayyyyyyyyyy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dem pickney yah have some real horror stories being acted out in their brains. Mi want a remote wid a mute button.
Scene:
Lesson well planned ...... teaching up a storm and a student ..... lets call him student x raises his hand I acknowledge him, he stands and says Teacher, may I please share something important with the class. I said go ahead ..... swear inna mi bird brain say di bwoy aguh contribute to the blasted lesson ..... hear him, Teacher I was on the internet doing research for your class and I saw a picture of a man, he had painted two of his teeth blue, Teacher Lee would that be considered blue tooth or blue teeth, he proceeded to laugh out in the class until he had an asthma attack ........ drops duster and walks away.........
Scene: Test Week
Test is given to the class, I mark the papers ..... who comes to find me the very next morning to ask if he got 100........ the only boy to fail the test.... Puppa Jesus ...... continue to restrain me tongue Lord.
Scene
Class is in progress...... student stands and screams out ..... missssssssss mek blah blah blah tap look pon mi nuh........ Teacher why him yeye dem big suh..........
Me : boy what do you want me to do about blah blah yeye dem.
Hear di bwoy ....... jam him inna dem teacher..... mi nah tell pon u ....... Prison wok dis ennuh ..... cho .....
Scene
Me at school until after 5 marking papers
student...... Teacher......u nah guh home to u husband ...... u good eeehhhh .....dah dah deeeeee
Scene
Monday morning student walks up, Good morning teacher ...... mi glad fi si u ennuh,
Me..... Why? blah blah
student ...... Teacher mi madda say mi nuh fi stress har mi fi wait til Monday mi stress a teacher ......
Scene
Student:Teacher today Im gonna be a lesbian.....
me ..... say what now .....
yes miss ...... teacher says we will be acting out the family and I dont want to pair with any of the boys ..... so today Im gonna be a lesbian ..........
Yes to Rasta Gaaage...... singing ......this is the career that I chose.... this is the career that I chose.....
No sah ...... off the bat I have to give a shout out to the teachers who have been at this for years and wake up everyday and hustle off to school ..... hahahaha woiiiiiii.
Mi sayyyyyyyyyy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dem pickney yah have some real horror stories being acted out in their brains. Mi want a remote wid a mute button.
Scene:
Lesson well planned ...... teaching up a storm and a student ..... lets call him student x raises his hand I acknowledge him, he stands and says Teacher, may I please share something important with the class. I said go ahead ..... swear inna mi bird brain say di bwoy aguh contribute to the blasted lesson ..... hear him, Teacher I was on the internet doing research for your class and I saw a picture of a man, he had painted two of his teeth blue, Teacher Lee would that be considered blue tooth or blue teeth, he proceeded to laugh out in the class until he had an asthma attack ........ drops duster and walks away.........
Scene: Test Week
Test is given to the class, I mark the papers ..... who comes to find me the very next morning to ask if he got 100........ the only boy to fail the test.... Puppa Jesus ...... continue to restrain me tongue Lord.
Scene
Class is in progress...... student stands and screams out ..... missssssssss mek blah blah blah tap look pon mi nuh........ Teacher why him yeye dem big suh..........
Me : boy what do you want me to do about blah blah yeye dem.
Hear di bwoy ....... jam him inna dem teacher..... mi nah tell pon u ....... Prison wok dis ennuh ..... cho .....
Scene
Me at school until after 5 marking papers
student...... Teacher......u nah guh home to u husband ...... u good eeehhhh .....dah dah deeeeee
Scene
Monday morning student walks up, Good morning teacher ...... mi glad fi si u ennuh,
Me..... Why? blah blah
student ...... Teacher mi madda say mi nuh fi stress har mi fi wait til Monday mi stress a teacher ......
Scene
Student:Teacher today Im gonna be a lesbian.....
me ..... say what now .....
yes miss ...... teacher says we will be acting out the family and I dont want to pair with any of the boys ..... so today Im gonna be a lesbian ..........
Yes to Rasta Gaaage...... singing ......this is the career that I chose.... this is the career that I chose.....
September 2, 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.
August 22, 2015
Fadda if u nuh busy
Now we can all agree that society isn't what it used to be. It is becoming the norm to do a double take when we come in contact with people, and by that I mean we have look twice, then think twice before we speak once.
It is now that I stand more appreciative of my years at Golden Circle than ever before. I am "unshockable"..........
It will really require some new age sci-fi ish to shock me. Just shy of surgery I have seen it all and heard it all and I conclude that in this day and age if I decide to become a parent I will be seeking to make alliances with suitable families to identify potential suitors for my child because "Jesus friend of little child be a friend to me..... Jamaica full up a some dutty pickinies"
Now as I don't jive, and have to take public transportation, and have not yet figured out how to activate my introvert force field; I have to resort to my trusty earphones. Only on the rarest of occasions do I take them out to hear what is going on in the bus around me. I hope to one day have a pleasant experience, but to date its has been disappointing
Now...... while sitting on a bus I overheard two young men comparing note on how to get the best results from bleaching and I just shook my head. No discussion on current events, politics, or even sports for these two young men .The topic of choice, how to mix cream with gel to get their face white like snow....... shittttttt we doomed fo sho.
Young men nowadays have not the foggiest idea how to speak around adults with respect much less to young women of their own age. What kinda zoo are these children ( or as Ronnie Thwaites said Leggo Beasts) being raised in?
Ahhhh how depressing ......... If the children are the future and this is the running template then we as a nation are up shit creek with no paddle to steer.
Attention Attention ....... I will be actively seeking to make alliances with those parents who I know have a hand on the shoulder of their children guiding them everyday, to merge family at a date to be announced.
Proud and Free ......kmt ... more like a donkey's Hienie ..... puts earphone in ears walks away
June 20, 2015
These Greedy Teachers
Mi say if .... If I bex one more time mi .... mi probably just bussssss.
I am certain we as Jamaicans have all been feeling the pinch of the economy and all public sector employees are advocating against the bullshit 2 3 % the Government is offering. However I am being thoroughly educated by several individuals as to why......... "di ole greedy teacha dem" should not be advocating for a better offer.
Now .......mi nuh know wha some people really feel like a gwaan inna di Jamaican school dem, but it ain't no damn Sunday brunch. Teachers have to be in the classrooms as mothers, aunts , remedial tutors, janitors, and wayyyyyyyyyyyy down on the list they get to teach.
Heh...... yeah sooooo.. GSAT results are out now ........ and I am certain " di ole greedy teachers" had nothing to do with the excellent passes. I am certain that these parents who belittle teachers are the ones who provided the constant care and endless hours of instruction that made these results possible. Hiss mi damn teeth
I have listened while many self proclaimed " educated " individuals make statements as to how teaching is not a worthwhile profession, yet dem nah kip dem eaz haad pickney a dem damn yaad fi teach.
I hear people saying teachers get too much benefits...... and "why dem fi get more money when they get so many holidays off"....... look yah ...... most parents cant wait for September to arrive fi hurry up and pack up dem pickney and ship them off to school.
Because they know .... that truth be told .... their lil suzie or lil Johnny are truly horrible creatures.
And so the parents mentally count down the days for holiday to end so they can send them back to the arms of these persons in this most unworthy profession.
Lets be honest .......time is the only worthwhile medication for the a teachers from the stresses of the classroom, especially now when the classroom, like the society on a whole is an awfully scary place.
I would be totally biased if I didn't acknowledge that there are some individuals who are in the classroom with only thoughts of how they can better themselves, but these number in the few compared to the many teachers who take "their" children home with them everyday. And honestly those few individual must have been truly misinformed about the " stepping stone " that is the classroom. There are sooooo many more viable options that would provide better compensation for less effort, so ultimately the classroom eventually weeds these individuals out.
One of my co-workers said she experienced personally a tiefing teacher who did only wah get rich offa GSAT classes, purposefully not teaching the content required to ensure the students are well rounded in regular classes to ensure they come to extra lesson .
And to that I say .... that is so sad .... but oh God man don't group everybody in the cauldron to boil.
I am sure that there is more to it than that, and in addition to that, of the thirty thousand teachers; how many teach GSAT?.........(crosses legs and checks)
Who ever you are, or where ever you hail from whether you are an entrepreneur, a lawyer, a doctor or even a flipping forest creature ..... you wouldn't be where you are without the efforts of a teacher.
I am certain we as Jamaicans have all been feeling the pinch of the economy and all public sector employees are advocating against the bullshit 2 3 % the Government is offering. However I am being thoroughly educated by several individuals as to why......... "di ole greedy teacha dem" should not be advocating for a better offer.
Now .......mi nuh know wha some people really feel like a gwaan inna di Jamaican school dem, but it ain't no damn Sunday brunch. Teachers have to be in the classrooms as mothers, aunts , remedial tutors, janitors, and wayyyyyyyyyyyy down on the list they get to teach.
Heh...... yeah sooooo.. GSAT results are out now ........ and I am certain " di ole greedy teachers" had nothing to do with the excellent passes. I am certain that these parents who belittle teachers are the ones who provided the constant care and endless hours of instruction that made these results possible. Hiss mi damn teeth
I have listened while many self proclaimed " educated " individuals make statements as to how teaching is not a worthwhile profession, yet dem nah kip dem eaz haad pickney a dem damn yaad fi teach.
I hear people saying teachers get too much benefits...... and "why dem fi get more money when they get so many holidays off"....... look yah ...... most parents cant wait for September to arrive fi hurry up and pack up dem pickney and ship them off to school.
Because they know .... that truth be told .... their lil suzie or lil Johnny are truly horrible creatures.
And so the parents mentally count down the days for holiday to end so they can send them back to the arms of these persons in this most unworthy profession.
Lets be honest .......time is the only worthwhile medication for the a teachers from the stresses of the classroom, especially now when the classroom, like the society on a whole is an awfully scary place.
I would be totally biased if I didn't acknowledge that there are some individuals who are in the classroom with only thoughts of how they can better themselves, but these number in the few compared to the many teachers who take "their" children home with them everyday. And honestly those few individual must have been truly misinformed about the " stepping stone " that is the classroom. There are sooooo many more viable options that would provide better compensation for less effort, so ultimately the classroom eventually weeds these individuals out.
One of my co-workers said she experienced personally a tiefing teacher who did only wah get rich offa GSAT classes, purposefully not teaching the content required to ensure the students are well rounded in regular classes to ensure they come to extra lesson .
And to that I say .... that is so sad .... but oh God man don't group everybody in the cauldron to boil.
I am sure that there is more to it than that, and in addition to that, of the thirty thousand teachers; how many teach GSAT?.........(crosses legs and checks)
Who ever you are, or where ever you hail from whether you are an entrepreneur, a lawyer, a doctor or even a flipping forest creature ..... you wouldn't be where you are without the efforts of a teacher.
June 10, 2015
Things that make me go hmmmmm
Now let me temper my upcoming statement by saying ...... I am a Tom boy.
Take from that statement what you will, but what I mean is I am at my most comfortable in a pair of sneakers and some shorts. I also agree with the statement that " different strokes for different folks " ... so now that I have cleared the air let me say there are things I see that just makes me make a duckface and say # hmmmmm.
Listed below are a few ...
Grown ass women with the breast and neck full a powda ...... loook yah man ..... rerse wen dem bleach. #hmmmmm
Wearing sleeveless shirt with arm hairs rivaling Damien Marley ....... woss fi oman.....#hmmmmm
False finganail whey look like talons ...... and wat just mek mi Hextra Iggy is di oman dem whey have on tips so damn long that the new growth is the length of their nail bed and three tips off each hand has already escaped. #hmmmmmm
Seeing pple drawers without using x-ray vision ............ # hmmmmmm
Bleaching in general ... but hexspecially dem old ass women who be bleaching through and through dem geriatric years....... .shesssssssh man ......#hmmmmmmmmm
People who dont rerk and yet still have a bag a pickney and a stop me fi beg mi a ting........ pause....... interject ....... stinkface..... unpause ........ duck face....... # hmmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm
Cho bongo push di grass cyaaat man..........
Take from that statement what you will, but what I mean is I am at my most comfortable in a pair of sneakers and some shorts. I also agree with the statement that " different strokes for different folks " ... so now that I have cleared the air let me say there are things I see that just makes me make a duckface and say # hmmmmm.
Listed below are a few ...
Grown ass women with the breast and neck full a powda ...... loook yah man ..... rerse wen dem bleach. #hmmmmm
Wearing sleeveless shirt with arm hairs rivaling Damien Marley ....... woss fi oman.....#hmmmmm
False finganail whey look like talons ...... and wat just mek mi Hextra Iggy is di oman dem whey have on tips so damn long that the new growth is the length of their nail bed and three tips off each hand has already escaped. #hmmmmmm
Seeing pple drawers without using x-ray vision ............ # hmmmmmm
Bleaching in general ... but hexspecially dem old ass women who be bleaching through and through dem geriatric years....... .shesssssssh man ......#hmmmmmmmmm
People who dont rerk and yet still have a bag a pickney and a stop me fi beg mi a ting........ pause....... interject ....... stinkface..... unpause ........ duck face....... # hmmmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmm
Cho bongo push di grass cyaaat man..........
May 22, 2015
Our children
I often post about serious situations neatly tied up in humour but, on this topic there can be no funny spin.
It would appear as though the age of "simple childhood " is over, as children drop out of the womb these day fresh like gripe water. And the truth is some parents think it is cute for their children to be rude. It is only when these children grow up to be raging canker sores that the parents begin lamenting on how their children missed the upward trajectory.
By now alllllllllll my friends know my views on child bearing and children rearing ..... one person was fresh enough to ask me if I was molested as child why I have developed certain beliefs about having children ............ ( damn brite).
Fi mi mumma ...... mek smaddy molest mi ........ Rahtid ...... no sah..... pig woulda grow wing fuss.
Now I must be honest...... I thoroughly enjoyed being a kid .....though some would say mentally I was always grown. I was never rude or disrespectful; nay I was more "sassy" or as J'can put it...... feisty.
I didn't undergo any undue stress or distress. What ever economical burdens my mother faced raising her kids were never placed on our shoulders.
Much respect to my mother, a woman like no other. The values that I hold dear and my moral compass results from her guidance and spirit.
I especially love the times spend with my brothers at my granny's yard. We were allowed to be children, we explored nature, learnt to fend for our selves but most of all we learnt if we sign cheques with our actions and or the words of our mouths we should make damn sure our behinds we prepared to cash them ...... fah wi granny hand dem ...... wellllll light . Yeah granny bus yuh ass at the drop of a hat.
We were taught to adhere to the rules and threatened with colourful sayings. "unnuh nuh hear, wah sweet nanny goat aguh run him belly" and my granny fravrite
" same place whey laff deh , cry deh deh " hahaha woiiii good times.
Now however ....... there seems to be a shift from this. Our children are being influenced and forced to forgo their childhood and delve straight into adult hood.
Children are not supposed to be your source of income..... parents stop bartering away the pride, health and well being of your children for pittance.
The benefits of allowing our children to enjoy their childhood, free from neglect and abuse are almost too many to list, likewise the negative effects of abusing our children.
An appeal to all the parties involved.. the parent, the public and especially the predators ........... let the children be .... children .... for Christ's sake.
It would appear as though the age of "simple childhood " is over, as children drop out of the womb these day fresh like gripe water. And the truth is some parents think it is cute for their children to be rude. It is only when these children grow up to be raging canker sores that the parents begin lamenting on how their children missed the upward trajectory.
By now alllllllllll my friends know my views on child bearing and children rearing ..... one person was fresh enough to ask me if I was molested as child why I have developed certain beliefs about having children ............ ( damn brite).
Fi mi mumma ...... mek smaddy molest mi ........ Rahtid ...... no sah..... pig woulda grow wing fuss.
Now I must be honest...... I thoroughly enjoyed being a kid .....though some would say mentally I was always grown. I was never rude or disrespectful; nay I was more "sassy" or as J'can put it...... feisty.
I didn't undergo any undue stress or distress. What ever economical burdens my mother faced raising her kids were never placed on our shoulders.
Much respect to my mother, a woman like no other. The values that I hold dear and my moral compass results from her guidance and spirit.
I especially love the times spend with my brothers at my granny's yard. We were allowed to be children, we explored nature, learnt to fend for our selves but most of all we learnt if we sign cheques with our actions and or the words of our mouths we should make damn sure our behinds we prepared to cash them ...... fah wi granny hand dem ...... wellllll light . Yeah granny bus yuh ass at the drop of a hat.
We were taught to adhere to the rules and threatened with colourful sayings. "unnuh nuh hear, wah sweet nanny goat aguh run him belly" and my granny fravrite
" same place whey laff deh , cry deh deh " hahaha woiiii good times.
Now however ....... there seems to be a shift from this. Our children are being influenced and forced to forgo their childhood and delve straight into adult hood.
Children are not supposed to be your source of income..... parents stop bartering away the pride, health and well being of your children for pittance.
The benefits of allowing our children to enjoy their childhood, free from neglect and abuse are almost too many to list, likewise the negative effects of abusing our children.
An appeal to all the parties involved.. the parent, the public and especially the predators ........... let the children be .... children .... for Christ's sake.
May 9, 2015
Yo......Shout out ..........
Hey.........
Just wanna say a big thank you to all ma peeps " Mrs Mouta Massie" just past 1000 views
Grateful ........
And of course " to be continued"
Just wanna say a big thank you to all ma peeps " Mrs Mouta Massie" just past 1000 views
Grateful ........
And of course " to be continued"
The Jamaican Man's Scam
Nowwwwwwww ....... snaps lips ........ everybody knows I was raised by ma mamma .........aka superwoman......
(Shout out to D.Y.M-P)
and some people ..... (pause) the peoples who know me well...... knowwwwwwz that this gu-url hasssss daddy issues.
snaps lips again....... Buttttttt I gots to share this observation and I am sure i'm going to get flack from both ends.
I am saying this bullshit that guys have adopted bout
" who me...... I want me an independent girl"
it pisses me off to no end .............. ( Shout out to Mrs N.B-J on the excellent job you did on your boy honey.... chile .....mmmmm mmmmm goood)
Now.... if i'm in a relationship and I have to be independent.... I may as well be single; cause what the hell kinda purpose you 'sposed to serve .
Get it right chile as a man .... you sposed to wanna take care of me..... I'm you're woman, you sposed to put me in your budget, you sposed to factor me into your every-damn-day ......SHHHHHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT.......... snaps lips again.
It took me a damn minute to figure this shit out .......... You see as women, especially Jamaican women who hail from broken homes or single parent situations we damaged as helllllllll and we try to overcome by overcompensating; so we earn our money, we pay our way we kill our own zombies leaving these boys nothing to slay.
And these nowadays Jamaican boys ..... yes I said boys.... cause a lot of them aren't men. They relish the "Independent Jamaican Woman" because it makes their life so damn easy. They don't have anything to do, therefore they have nothing to prove.
So hells yeah ...... i'm about to snap my lips again.
Now for the declaration ........ Me ...... hmmm ...... yes chile ......I'm taken but y'all gotta know ......It don't matter how independent of a woman I am, understand that as a strong, confident woman I am supposed to be able to depend on my man ...... otherwise I might as well get engaged to my own damn hand.
So ladies if you're being courted by a male; first you have to figure out if he is a boy or a man..... and if he pulls that bullshit line out of his bullshit bag .......... you may not agree but baby please .....
He may wanna hook up with you temporarily ....snaps lips....
( in a Madea voice) ... but honey......baby ..... chile......please understand if he pulls that bullshit line he don't wanna be you're man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
snaps lips again....... Buttttttt I gots to share this observation and I am sure i'm going to get flack from both ends.
I am saying this bullshit that guys have adopted bout
" who me...... I want me an independent girl"
it pisses me off to no end .............. ( Shout out to Mrs N.B-J on the excellent job you did on your boy honey.... chile .....mmmmm mmmmm goood)
Now.... if i'm in a relationship and I have to be independent.... I may as well be single; cause what the hell kinda purpose you 'sposed to serve .
Get it right chile as a man .... you sposed to wanna take care of me..... I'm you're woman, you sposed to put me in your budget, you sposed to factor me into your every-damn-day ......SHHHHHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT.......... snaps lips again.
It took me a damn minute to figure this shit out .......... You see as women, especially Jamaican women who hail from broken homes or single parent situations we damaged as helllllllll and we try to overcome by overcompensating; so we earn our money, we pay our way we kill our own zombies leaving these boys nothing to slay.
And these nowadays Jamaican boys ..... yes I said boys.... cause a lot of them aren't men. They relish the "Independent Jamaican Woman" because it makes their life so damn easy. They don't have anything to do, therefore they have nothing to prove.
So hells yeah ...... i'm about to snap my lips again.
Now for the declaration ........ Me ...... hmmm ...... yes chile ......I'm taken but y'all gotta know ......It don't matter how independent of a woman I am, understand that as a strong, confident woman I am supposed to be able to depend on my man ...... otherwise I might as well get engaged to my own damn hand.
So ladies if you're being courted by a male; first you have to figure out if he is a boy or a man..... and if he pulls that bullshit line out of his bullshit bag .......... you may not agree but baby please .....
He may wanna hook up with you temporarily ....snaps lips....
( in a Madea voice) ... but honey......baby ..... chile......please understand if he pulls that bullshit line he don't wanna be you're man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
April 24, 2015
The road and the men who load........
If you don't drive and traverse the corporate area in Jamaica you have to come in contact with the men who we refer to as loaderman or backup man......
Sas Christ mi nuh know bout nobody else ..... but dem is a real sore point fi me.
Now lest I come off as being bitter let me clarify..... I have no issues with how anyone earns their living because as far as dollar for dollar even the gents washing the wind screen of cars at stoplights take home more net income than I do. So power to them.
My issue is with these men who obviously don't get that every morning , I along with my fellow commuters get up and spend a great deal of time getting clean clothes on our freshly showered body because
" wi nuh wah fi tink pon di road" therefore " we nuh wah come in contact with no 'tinking arm people".
Mi say ....mi nuh know ennuh .. ...it appears that some a dem sleep inna frowiness . ... wake up to 'tinkness and brush dem teeth wid dog poo because why dem one haffi 'tink suh?"
And best believe they have no qualms about trying to put dem 'tinking arm around you...... Mi say if mi vex one more time mi woulda probably just busss.
Mi seriously aguh dung a Jamaica house guh beg Mamma P fi implement a " muss bade policy " fi dem loader man yah.
Something needs to be done rapido
Tell mi if unnuh disagree......
Sas Christ mi nuh know bout nobody else ..... but dem is a real sore point fi me.
Now lest I come off as being bitter let me clarify..... I have no issues with how anyone earns their living because as far as dollar for dollar even the gents washing the wind screen of cars at stoplights take home more net income than I do. So power to them.
My issue is with these men who obviously don't get that every morning , I along with my fellow commuters get up and spend a great deal of time getting clean clothes on our freshly showered body because
" wi nuh wah fi tink pon di road" therefore " we nuh wah come in contact with no 'tinking arm people".
Mi say ....mi nuh know ennuh .. ...it appears that some a dem sleep inna frowiness . ... wake up to 'tinkness and brush dem teeth wid dog poo because why dem one haffi 'tink suh?"
And best believe they have no qualms about trying to put dem 'tinking arm around you...... Mi say if mi vex one more time mi woulda probably just busss.
Mi seriously aguh dung a Jamaica house guh beg Mamma P fi implement a " muss bade policy " fi dem loader man yah.
Something needs to be done rapido
Tell mi if unnuh disagree......
Jamaican romance today
I am amazed and in awe when I hear the process of pursuit my grandfather had to go through to get my grandmothers heart.
Being a domineering woman, he first convince her father that he was a viable candidate ( the easier task ),then he had to convince my granny that he was worthy of her time and maybe he would even prove worthy of her heart.
heh heyyyyyyy now-a-days , Jamaican women under pressure to rasta boogie.
It is the era of the strong,independent and dominant Jamaican woman and the age of the ole wutliss bwoy.
Now don't get me wrong ...... we see shining examples of men in Jamaica, who God bless their spirits ......... consistently do the right things and and many more who may fall short of the expected mark but by George they do try to reach it. I am not talking about them .
This is for those males who have mastered the technique of making women want to vomit in their own mouths.
Look yah time gone by...... no well to do Jamaican woman would respond to psssssssstttttt. That would be an gesture of disrespect; but now a days that's the better of the possible gestures.
This is what passes for courting nowadays
"Yo goodaz....... gimmi di whatsapp nuh?"" Babes ......... beg u di deh nuh""Jah know ......baby .....yuh t.v a show clear eeeeeehhhh"" Yeah you......... Yeah you " " Jah know babes mi dah run eeeen pan dat ennuh" " Yo thickaz ........ we need fi be together"
But this is probably the worst I have ever heard .....
one man was overheard deep in his courting game down in the ear of this obviously oblivious young lady and this was his entire sedation rant .......... ( and I shit you not )
Jah know baby ... mi si yuh a pass mi and you mek mi wah rups rups rrrrrrrrrr.
Look yah mi give up.......
Reneé ...... hangs up phone and walks away.
Being a domineering woman, he first convince her father that he was a viable candidate ( the easier task ),then he had to convince my granny that he was worthy of her time and maybe he would even prove worthy of her heart.
heh heyyyyyyy now-a-days , Jamaican women under pressure to rasta boogie.
It is the era of the strong,independent and dominant Jamaican woman and the age of the ole wutliss bwoy.
Now don't get me wrong ...... we see shining examples of men in Jamaica, who God bless their spirits ......... consistently do the right things and and many more who may fall short of the expected mark but by George they do try to reach it. I am not talking about them .
This is for those males who have mastered the technique of making women want to vomit in their own mouths.
Look yah time gone by...... no well to do Jamaican woman would respond to psssssssstttttt. That would be an gesture of disrespect; but now a days that's the better of the possible gestures.
This is what passes for courting nowadays
"Yo goodaz....... gimmi di whatsapp nuh?"" Babes ......... beg u di deh nuh""Jah know ......baby .....yuh t.v a show clear eeeeeehhhh"" Yeah you......... Yeah you " " Jah know babes mi dah run eeeen pan dat ennuh" " Yo thickaz ........ we need fi be together"
But this is probably the worst I have ever heard .....
one man was overheard deep in his courting game down in the ear of this obviously oblivious young lady and this was his entire sedation rant .......... ( and I shit you not )
Jah know baby ... mi si yuh a pass mi and you mek mi wah rups rups rrrrrrrrrr.
Look yah mi give up.......
Reneé ...... hangs up phone and walks away.
