'GOOD OLE DAYS'

When life was as easy as ‘leh we go’

Crazies rocked all sense of balance

Kids roam the streets to be a part of endlessly rolling flicks

‘Puss deh cry ah angrry’

‘Senei’ winking and wailing every time the church bell rings

‘somebody chuki san san Norbody see am die no mor benachin no mor domodah’

‘Hacktoo soloo deh run and sen wood lek javelin’

‘Omo Lofti deh play horsekitiko girraff deh cam’

And of cause ‘Bena gigain nare gorr banal kankarka banal’

‘Barinkeh’ covered in Whitewash struggling to get a word out in bouts with ‘man na hoose’

‘Chonei Gaye’ sacred song ‘gorr ar gorr gigain ar gigain chapa mana coos’

‘Jaraata agying way you yai deep lek sickman rass’

‘Amata’ the gentle drunk, hideous cross dresser and Elvis imitator at the Ritz

His stout shadow on the screen posing to ‘Play it cool baby’

‘Mustapha Narr’ the neighborhood merchant serving goods and himself to anyone who cares

‘Nimanding’ tottering bare foot like a duck belching awful words with no remorse

‘Modou Katkat’ always carrying loads of something on his head

Dockers parade, droopy pants, bandana hanging of back pockets chanting

‘Joe boring Chicago road en horskiping Mary Joe boring’

‘Any opin mind’

Then again there is ‘good moning sugurudendant couple Jallow cor dive cor Yundum’

‘en we nor get transport for the cerring’

‘Aunty Blanche ep Awa, Awa nor get mama Awa nor get papa’

For entrance to Crab Island Secondary

‘Ballie Danfah’ the first open flamboyant gay with cuss words till tomorrow

Few of so many childhood memories

Giggles and laughter to last a lifetime