Mr Duncan's Son

chapter 8

its was already 7:00 am in the morning and I could hear my neighbour's sound system blasting with some raw vybz kartel songs. Kmt.. Cho. My room door was vibrating like hell and the window shaking.
Living in the ghetto is the worst thing ever. The place can never be quiet , people are always arguing and yelling. And babys and children are always crying.There is always some boys hanging out on the road rubing out there hand middle or smoking weed , it seems as if they just sit there all day. I don't really talk to any of the people in my community.
My mom always telling me to avoid them. Most of the teenage girls are pregnant and some are mother's already, there isn't even a father to support them. That's the reason why I don't talk to these guys around here. They just want to get between your legs and then that's it.
Getting up off the bed I open my windows and made my way straight to the bathroom where I turn on the pipe and it was just dripping . Jamaican language patois-- cho a dem things here mi cah badda wid enuh, mi cah badda fi a bathe wid water outa jum pan and wi av suh much riva. Kmt.
Translation to standard English: I cannot live with these problems , I can't bother to be bathing with water from a container instead of running water and there are so many rivers in this community.
Walking out of the bathroom I walk towards the kitchen where I saw my mom sweeping the floor .
"Good morning ma", said Layla.
Good morning Lay , I need to speak with you .
"Amm.. There isn't much food in the cabinet and there isn't anything for dinner later and I don't have a cent. I know that you don't have any money so am going to borrow $1000 dollars from Maxine." , said layla's mom .
No need to mom as a matter of fact am going to get ready and go to the bank ATM to pick up some money which Tina gave me.
" God bless and keep that girl ,she's an angel, said mom while getting emotional.

I drank a cup of fever grass tea with some excelsior tough crackers and walk up to my bathroom where I catch some water in a bath pan and bathed and brushed my teeth.
Wrapped in a towel I walk into my room where I open my dresser draw and take out a black pants with a army green breathable blouse and my black flip flops. Combing my hair in one and finishing putting on my clothes I took out my pouch with all my important documents and put them into my black cross bag and spray on some #9 perfume and take a look at myself in the mirror. I looked OK .
Walking through the living room area mom was sitting down on a chair reading the Sunday Gleaner news paper.
She look up realising I was present and hand me a piece of paper with some grocery items written on it. Putting it into my bag , I told mom Later and walk outside where the music was even louder, and disturbing.
I am now standing at the gate outside the road. The sun is so unbearable, its hot.

"You ready"?, asked the JUTC (Jamaica Urban Transit company) bus while slowing down

"Yesss am coming."
Entering the big yellow bus every one was just staring.
I take the seat behind the driver and take out my smart card to pay the driver.

15 minutes Later

After entering the ATM machine , I push my card into the slot and put in all the necessary information. Few seconds later the money pops out and I take it and put into the purse.
It was just 11:00 am in the morning and the sun is hotter than yesterday. Its as if the sun gets hotter each day.
Walking into the town is so not my thing especially when its hot.
Because of the sun I choose to take a back road to go to the market. As I was walking pass a store a particular guy catches my attention. His back was turned to me so I couldn't really see his face. But looking at him from behind you could tell that he was good looking. He has a fair brown complexion and he looked a bit taller than me. I don't know what's wrong with me , but I've always had a thing for brown Jamaican guys. When I was in high school most of my friends always say that am racist because when we are talking about the boys that are cute if the boy/guy is black I'll say he is not cute.
I walked pass the guy but I didn't get to see his face. Walking towards the market I could hear vendors calling me to buy things from them and others yelling the prices of several vegetables. I enter the part of the market that sells the cheapest and I bought some vegetables and a pineapple to make juice.
The time had pass by quickly than I expected. I went to mega mart supercenter where I bought some groceries and meats and KFC where I brought two big box for me and my mom.
When I reached home mom was in a chair watching news. I give her the food and afterwards I packed out all the grocery items and headed to my bed.

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