d bess iz trinis: Hey everyone, thanks for the love and support. Ple...

d bess iz trinis: Hey everyone, thanks for the love and support. Ple...: Hey everyone, thanks for the love and support. Please continue to view my blogs and invite others to do so also. The art of laughing at o...

Hey everyone, thanks for the love and support. Please continue to view my blogs and invite others to do so also.

The art of laughing at oneself is something many have not yet mastered.

I often do this as a means of making light of very uncomfortable or embarrassing situations.

Today, I'm gonna give you the opportunity to laugh at my expense. 

THE RACE

A few years ago, I attended a Sports and Family day. My intention was merely to give support and enjoy the day with loved ones.

 That was until, they announced the 100M sprint for women.

I said to myself, piece ah cake man, no worries, so I entered.

And we were off!!

Ting goin nice, ah in front ah d pack. I felt like I had wheels instead of feet. I ran like my feet were off d ground. Little did I know, that's exactly what was goin on.

If yuh see meh. Ah givin dem hell on d field.. Then it happened......

THE FALL 

The wind was helping me along, when suddenly, I felt nothing under me. How d hell could that be? Am I not supposed tuh feel the earth under my feet?

Somewhere in the background, I heard someone say: "Oh Gawd, look she fallin". 

Who  MEEEE?? Nah man, I winning the damn race, ah wonder who fallin boy?

I distinctly remembered the STUMBLE, then the TUMBLE, and then the RUMBLE, as I hit the ground.

Come to think of it, I didn't fall, it was more of a DIVE!

 Picture an athlete jumping off the diving board and gliding into the swimming pool. That was me. I just didn't have water. It was rock hard dirt. 

Oh yessssssssss, ah break meh ass good an proper!

Trust me, I assumed the position of a professional swimmer too eh. Right hand pointing beyond meh head, left hand pointing in d opposite direction, head facing left.

Everything from the time I made my dive to d time I slid on d ground, to the time I eventually stopped was a blur.

Of course there was the famous collective gasp from the crowd as I went down... then silence.

I eh have to tell allyuh, meh bra kinda went outta place, bussom 

threatening tuh do ah "KISS AND TELL". Thankfully I was amply covered to avoid anymore unwelcome attention to mehself. 

But like a true Trini, as ah fall ah get up. You and all was gonna doubt that I actually fell, lol.

THE CONCLUSION

As ah get up, is races again. Determined not to lose the race. But ah was running in slow motion, cuz ah shame and ah in pain.

But guess what, ah still beat three women. HA!

Couldn't walk for three days afterwards, but say what!

Would I run a race in the future? NAH

Would I run a race in my lifetime? HELL NO!

In true Trini form, the first friend I called was 

Pauline Sancho O' Neal. What you think she did? She laughed her ass off. Poor girl couldn't hold up! 

This took place in 2009, and up to this day, she still laughs at me, tears running down her cheeks, every time she remembers.

Dat iz fren eh!! PEACE!

d bess iz trinis: FROM SWEET TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO

d bess iz trinis: FROM SWEET TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO: Hey everyone, I'm Germaine, also known as Broom stick Brown. Taw'll can call me Brooms for short, lol. However, the operative word is BROWN,...

FROM SWEET TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO

Hey everyone, I'm Germaine, also known as Broom stick Brown. Taw'll can call me Brooms for short, lol. However, the operative word is BROWN, cuz I hate being called red skinned, lol.

I'm from the twin Island State of Trinidad and Tobago, the las in the long chain of islands located in the Caribbean.

Trinidad and Tobago, for those who may not know, are famous for our Calypso and Soca music, Carnival, Steelband, cuisine, the many different ethnic groups and the one I'm gonna focus on, our unique sense of humor.

Trinidadians and Tobagonians LOVE  a good joke. Our laughter is of the most infectious kind.

I was encouraged to create a blog by my Face Book friends who go to my page on a daily basis to read the funny experiences I encounter. And God knows I do encounter them, lol!

We also have a very unique way of speaking and expressing ourselves. Our dialect (native tongue) is one of the best, lol. You will encounter a lot of that when I do my blogging. It's not difficult to understand, jus pronounce it exactly the way it is written, and you will see it's akin to word you use daily. I will, however assist you in understanding as we go along.

Today I'm gonna introduce you to a word used by Caribbean people: It's called MACCOING (minding other peoples' business)

Now dis (this) one is for everybody, cuz ah(I) kno dat (that) most men wouldn't readily admit tuh MACCOING

I'm a nurse who works in a Hospital for the mentally ill. I pride myself in saying dat the Govament pays us as nurses tuh MACCO (observe our clients), lol, so I'm assuming dat me and meh (my) colleagues know a thing or two abt MACCOING.

Wen a bacchanal (confusion, fighting, cussing etc) buss out in yuh yard, there will be MACCOS. Nutten wrong wit dat, cuz we iz trinis, lol. But when yuh doin dat, there are certain criteria u need tuh follow in order to MACCO successfully and go undetected:

1: Doh (don't) hold d end ah d curtain. It does look unnatural, cuz Trinis hav a way dey does hold d curtain tite tite tite (tight)

2: Doh stand too close tuh d curtain, cuz wen d breeze blow from d outside, d curtain WILL assume d shape ah yuh body. Yuh hav tuh MOVE wit d curtain: If it move leff (left), yuh hadda move leff. If it move rite (right), yuh hadda move rite. If it blow towards you, obviously yuh hadda move backwards. No sudden movements, jus dance wit it!

3: D eye! Trinis jus love tuh MACCO wit one eye. Yuh cyah (can't) do dat! It go start tuh burn and wata (water), cuz we does MACCO hard and yuh go end up straining yuh eye.

4: If  bacchanal buss out in d night, yyyyyyyyyyyy allyuh does take off d lights tuh MACCO? Yuh lights on all d time, but as soon as ting start, is like suddenly d Power Company disconnect d lights.

D bess ting tuh do when ah bacchanal start in yuh neighbor yard, is tuh jus simply come outside, get a good seat, have a beer, take a lil smoke if yuh so inclined, and enjoy d show, cuz every bacchanal does b sweeeeet!

One more ting. If bullets start tuh fly, jus DROP n ROLL!

Wen ting done, call ah fren (friend), and gee (give) dem yuh mis interpreted version.

Dat is when RUMOR steps een (in), and you know how dat goes.. PEACE OUT!