TNN XMAS EDITION

 

Hello folks, as promised, this is TNN’s Special Christmas Edition, live from our studios in sunny TnT, bringing you the sights, sounds, smells, tastes and atmosphere of Christmas in the Southern Caribbean..  sooooo, wit' dat intro., leh we go…MUSSICCCC… !    

Leroy…. ! Wey yuh mudder gone.. ?….   She gone parang… L'l boy, wey yuh mudder gone...?   She gone parang..... (Background music..)

 

 

NICE LIME....

Well alyuh know de Cobra like he parang, so wey yuh t’ink ah fin’ mehself dis week… yes, man, Monday night self… up in the Northern Range in Paramin Village for de Parang Festival….oh ya yoi! 

Look, if yuh see hill, boy… !   Even dem goat have four wheel drive…!  Man have tuh park at de bottom of de hill an’ it have jeep an’ some brave taxi man shuttlin' yuh to de top…   An’ col’!…  When dat mountain air take yuh so, yuh hearin’ yuh bones doin’ ah percussion in yuh body…! 

Ah reach kinda late (ah feel we have tuh invent ah time zone for Trinidad yuh know…if yuh say half past seven, at least show up AROUND seven thirty at least nah, have ah heart.. !)..  anyway, when yuh reach de top, yuh have to walk dong to ah Savannah wey everyt’ing set up…sweet parang music fuh so…bands from all dong Siparia up dey…nice crowd, food in abundance an’ drink more in abundance… ol’ an’ young, dancin’, hand in air , people shoutin’ for de ban’, aie! aie!  

De music compellin’ yuh tuh move..  ah even spot some tourists tryin’ tuh make some movements… well, maybe one day dey go learn (ah hope !).   Meh fren warn meh...  doh drink dat sieve soup, eh… when man drink dat up dey, dey doh come back dong de hill, yuh know…. so yuh boy jus’ cool it wit ah l’il beer and some wild meat..  yeah boy, somebody kill ah deer - dat  went dong good…

Ah eh leave till after one o'clock, an’ den we had tuh walk dong de hill… meh calves nearly turn tuh cows, an fus dey swell from dat walk…   An’ doh play yuh walkin’ dong dat hill standin’ up straight either papa…no sah,  yuh have tuh lean backwards when yuh comin’ dong, odderwise yuh fallin’ an’ skatin’ on yuh face…whoever build dat road just follow de donkey track, because no engineer could build ah road wit’ dat kinda gradient an’ still keep he license…! 

Den dong St. James for some jerk an’ ah lime in de square by de Police Station..  Yuh know yuh could ALWAYS get somet’ing tuh eat in St. James, no matter what time yuh pass…  When ah reach home is nearly 4.  Cock done get up an’ makin’ breakfast… ah nice cultural lime, man… an’ dis lime wasn’t sour ah could tell yuh….!

 

 

SCENES OF CHRISTMAS.....

Between you an’ me, ent Christmas does come on de same date every year… so how come it always have people runnin’ ‘bout wit’ shock faces going:

"Oh Lord, alyuh ah eh get meh curtains yet"

"Wait nah, ah forget to tell de fella tuh keep ah pork leg for mih… meh wife go kill meh!"

"Yuh eh decide what colour paint yuh want YET? Look las’ year Christmas Eve, de house smellin’ like ah paint mix, all de furniture move one-side, Frank want tuh know if we was movin’ out…an’ yuh eh know wether yuh want brown or cream…look what ever it have , ah buyin’ !" 

Yuh know de t’ing, as if Christmas surprise we dis year..  Port of Spain is ah mess..  yuh boy is not ah shopper, an’ ah eh goin’ in no crowd unless it have music, drink an’ food!    People all over de place, shoppin’ for wat ah doh know….  woman wit’ more bag dan Santa Claus, an’ de extra bags, de poor l’il chilren strainin’ tuh follow behin’….

Dem sidewalk vendors come out like woodlice, chookin’ toys, clothes, perfume, deyself, in yuh face..  police have ah fine time tryin’ tuh move dem.. is like ah lizard, yuh chop off de tail it grow ah new one… yuh chase dem from Frederick Street, dey pop up on Henry Street..  I-Man jus’ diggin’ de scene….

An’ if yuh see clothes for Old Year’s Party .. gown like Cinderalla.. an’ yuh boyfriend better be ah Prince tuh afford dem prices….! Me… I poor, humble an’ tryin’ not tuh grumble…    Ah go read about dem in January,  which bring meh tuh ah nex’ point.. yuh know people does get pay early for Christmas, well like dey eh realise is January pay dey really get, so dey have tuh go for de whole ah january wit’out ah cent… when de reality it dem, yuh does fin’ de passin’ by yuh often…because de ham an’ t’ing done, an’ it eh have nothin’ home to eat !  Trinis is de bes’ yes…!   

But on top ah all dat, ah have tuh admit yuh getting’ de little spirit of de season, eh…..people tellin’ yuh "Good mornin'"   (ah nearly drop dong in de taxi when somebody actually reply tuh meh greetin’..  an’ de store clerks an’ dem lose dey sour look an’ tellin’ yuh Merry Christmas, an’  t’anks an’ t’ing… yes man, is dat time again… !

 

 

A (TRINI) CHRISTMAS CAROL... (by de Cobra)

Well, ah sure alyuh never hear de story how Santa spen’ Christmas in Trinidad one year… lean back, take ah drink an’ listen…. 

Santa finish ah little late dat Christmas Eve (de Trinidadian chilren was stayin’ up late, as usual, an’ he couldn’t come until dey was sleepin’), so he decide tuh get back tuh de North Pole.   He say he would hook he sleigh to BWIA since it had ah flight goin’ New York, an’ he woulda continue on from dey…. of course Bwee cancel de flight (somet’ing about snow in de airport) so Santa geh ketch because he couldna fly out since if daylight woulda ketch he, people woulda see him (an’ he eh license he sleigh wit Aviation Authorities.. !).  So Santa decide he go have tuh stay de Christmas Day in Trinidad, so he head for ah small village in de forest in de mountains, so he woulda arouse too much suspicion an’ de deer had tuh fin’ cover….

Ay- ay, after he lan’ , ah sleep take de man, an’ when he wake up one setta dog surround he an’ he transport, an’ he hear ah fella bawl out …

"Boy!  We lucky dis year..  is wild meat we eatin' dis Christmas!" 

Well Rudolph an’ de deer dem start tuh panic…!   All of ah sudden yuh hear ah old woman voice…

"Sonny,  wha" alyuh doin" dey..?"

It turn out dat Rudolph land dem near ah hous on de edge ah de village..  de house didn’t have no light, so Rudolph (Rudy) t’ought it was far from de village when he land…  Well, if dat woman didn’t call out.. dat woulda be de las’ Christmas for Rudy an’ he fren’ dem..!

De woman come in de clearin’ tuh see what de commotion was, an’ when she see wat was happenin’ she start tuh quarrel,

"Alyuh call off de dogs, nah..….  alyuh eh see alyuh frightenin' de man an' de deer dem?  An further more is Christmas, so nobody eh shootin' nothin' on my property.   Alyuh too lickerish ! How  much huntin' alyuh want tuh do in ah year?!  Move ah say, move…!"

"Alright Ma James, doh get yuhself hot up… relax….. "

De man put dong he gun, an’ Rudy stop twitchin’… 

"Come dis side", de woman say, motionin’ to Santa… who was lookin’ white like North Pole snow…. an’ shakin’ like ah leaf in high wind .  "An" yuh could bring de deer dem…"

She carry him inside, an’ brew some hot grated country chocolate for de fella.. de color start tuh return to him… 

"An" it so hot already, take off dat heavy coat nah, man…relax yuhself." 

Santa unbutton he coat an’ loosen he belt… . 

"If yuh hungry, doh worry yuhself, Jacko an" dem comin' jus' now, dey doh miss dis house…" 

As she  talk, Santa hear ah sound he never hear before, an’ as he look out de window, up de road, he see ah side comin’ dong, man playing cuatro, chac-chac, guitar, box base, an’ ah ol’ fiddle…dem fellas was goin’ house tuh house since 2 o ‘clock an’ dis was de las’ stop…. "Ay ! Ay ! Ay ! Ay ! Mariiiaaaa…." 

"Que ruede, que ruede, las pascualdidad.. Ay!".. de chorus line singin" in all kinda note unknown to music..  Dey reach in de house, an’ de leader bawl.. 

"Come alyuh.. leh we fire one! ".  

Ma James was good for sheself.. she go in de nex’ room an’ bring out ah bottle ah babash… de real t’ing self…!   She pour it out an’ give Santa ah taste…  Not knowin’ wat it was de man drink it at one go….de man inside start tuh  feel like he drink firewater…  

"Ay, alyuh wha' kill meh here!"  Santa start tuh talk like ah Trini one time!..  

Dey rush give him some coconut water chaser, ad" he settle down…  Den papayo!..  is oil down, pastelle, home made ham, sorrel, ginger beer, stocks start tuh flow.. Santa hit de rum punch ah little too hard, an' he start to give he trademark smile…  an' hear him laugh,  "Kyah! Kyah! Kyah!", not "Ho! Ho! Ho!" no more…  presssaahhhh! 

In de nex half ah hour, Santa in he vest, shoes off, hat off, red like ah cherry, dancin" ah kinda dance dey wit" Ma James niece (she doin' she bes' but de man jus' eh getting" de parang step right…!).  

Rudy an' dem was out in de yard wit' de dogs eatin' some leftovers an' enjoying some good forest grass..    Man, Santa even gih dem ah small wine!  An' all de time he shoutin' .. "oyoi, ay-ya-yai"..  dis Trini Christmas sweet fuh truth…" 

It was nearly lunch time when de bram done…  Santa sleep de res' of de day, an' take off dat night…

When he reach de North Pole, he tell Mrs. Claus.... "

"Hear nah, nex' year, yuh comin' wit' meh.. ah eh spendin' ah nex' Christmas up dis side again..!"

So if yuh travel up in de North forests any Christmas, doh shoot no deer, is probably Rudy an’ he Trini cousins spendin’ ah season in Trinidad….

 

 

So dat is it for de Christmas edition.. ah hope alyuh enjoy de season, an’ remember dose who eh have nothin’.. pass ah l‘il somet’ing by dem.  An’ take ah time tuh be grateful, keep yuh heart warm, remember de reason for de season, an’ leh we celebrate life an’ new beginnings.. ah mean dat is de Christmas t’ing eh?… Peace on earth an’ to all TNNers, Merry Chritmas from De Cobra….. !  Even if yuh eh here, we eh forget alyuh…. !

"Madam Jefrrey..oooooiiii!.. Wake up is… Christmas mornin"..    Time tuh see some smoke in de kitchen… Get up.. is Christmas mornin…!" (Background music…)



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