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Seaview Gardens Jamaica: The Rass and di light wire

transformers in sam witwicky's yard
transformers in sam witwicky’s yard

Zinnn, whum!

“What da hell!” I exclaimed, flying out of my sofa as all appliances and electronics gave up di ghost.

I moved quickly to my living-room window and door to see what had happened outside. It sounded like Transformers and Optimus Prime had landed in my front yaad or di military had finally decided to launch the nuke on Seaview Gardens and wipe us off the map.

As I looked outside, curtains were being drawn and doors, windows and every entrance of my neighbours’ homes were being opened as everyone wanted to know “what da hell was dat?”

Within a few seconds word came from the next pathway over, that a man had thrown a wire on the high tension line.

“Yuh seh wah”

“Di high tension line”

“Him a idiot”

“Den nuh mus, yuh caan trow wire pan high tension line?”

“Him dead?”

“Me nuh knuh”

“Me ago go roun deh go see wah a gwaan”

“Damn idiot, now we nah no light”. Kiss teet.

jps transformer
jps transformer

Zinnnn, whum.

Everyone scattered, ducked under coverings as the power tried to re-engage but failed. Instead the JPS transformer box on our pathway blew and that only meant worse news. Because the incident happened so close, everybody else (Phase 1 and Phase 3 including some pathways in Phase 2) got back light within hours; except our lane.

My neighbours and I tested our houses for power and had to quickly disengage the breaker as the voltage was so low that the bulbs did not even light up a quarter of the way.

The power surged in the lines a few more times, making the most ungodly noise.

“Ms. Rose, yuh have light?”

“No sah. Not a ting”

“Turn off yuh breaker, mine yuh fridge and TV damage”

“Yuh knuh yuh right! Me soon come”

“Oy, Ms. Ann yuh get back light?”

“Fan deh yah a spin like it depress”

“Tun iy aff, mine yuh tings get lik. Tun off di breaker too.”

“Lawd Jezaz” exclaimed Ms. Ann. “Yuh see dis crasses inna di day yah”

After dozens of calls to JPS and everyone who knew anyone there had called 1500 time; JPS promised to send a crew to Seaview Gardens Phase two at the earliest convenience.

Note, ‘their earliest convenience’.

*****

“No sah, dis yah heat is somin else!”

“A when we a get back light? Me sure me hear music close by lass night.”

“Me nuh knuh a wah gwaan, but everywhere else get back light.”

“So a wah gwaan fi we?”

“Man, me tyad fi call JPS.”

“Dem come till dem coming.”

“Jesus soon all come before dem.”

“So wah happen to di idoit man weh cause diss now. Him suppose to deh a mwage?”

“Ma! Me hear seh dem carry him go hospital”

“Yuh serious?!”

“All people like him fi dead!” the old woman across di lane shouted. “People afi a endure dis sake a him.”

“Well, a lucky him lucky. A stick dem afi use an move him and hotter dan fire.”

“Ah bwoy, yuh see wah poor people afi endure sake a one man. whappen to people who afi press clothes fi dem an dem picknie go werk an school. dis is foolishness.”

“Ah nuh dat, meat an food ago spoil inna fridge if we nuh get light soon”

“People fi jus pay dem bills an stop tief light, dat me seh.”

JPS did resolve the lane’s issues, but not for a few days after. Understandably, the problematic light pole was inside the pathway, which was too narrow for any JPS trucks to get through, much less extend the truck’s ladder. I don’t think they were in any hurry either to restore power in an area where people owed hundreds of thousands on their bills.

As for the Rass, he wont be messing with high tension wires anymore.

 

Copyright © 2015, Denise N. Fyffe

About the writer:
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe has worked in Information Technology positions for fifteen years. She is also a trained counselor and teacher. Meeting the challenges of the recession head on, she transitioned into being a freelance writer.

She has published many books of  including

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1 thought on “Seaview Gardens Jamaica: The Rass and di light wire”

  1. Reblogged this on THE ISLAND JOURNAL and commented:

    Zinnn, whum!

    “What da hell!” I exclaimed, flying out of my sofa as all appliances and electronics gave up di ghost.

    I moved quickly to my living-room window and door to see what had happened outside. It sounded like Transformers and Optimus Prime had landed in my front yaad or di military had finally decided to launch the nuke on Seaview Gardens and wipe us off the map.

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