Trinidad and
Tobago used to be real kicksy. For those of you who don’t know; Kicksy means,
funny, entertaining, laughable. I loved it. Those were happy days.
One thing I
remember about the women of Point Fortin, especially Techier Village women, they
used to dress real nice and they walked uppity… Even if they were going to the
grocery or market.
I remember when I
was very young, my mother sent me to the market. She told me to go to a
particular vendor. When I got to his vegetable stand there were about four
customers standing around checking out his vegetables. A well dressed woman asked
him the price of the cabbage. He told her that it was 25 cents per pound. She
took up one and handed it to him. He raised his hand up and down hefting it
then he told her it was 50 cents.
“You robbing me.
That little cabbage doesn’t weigh 2 pounds.”
He put it on the
scale and it weighed 2 pounds 14 ounces.
“Your scale is
rigged.” She took the cabbage and put it on another vendor’s scale. The cabbage
weighed 2 pounds 14 ounces as she was about to put it on another vendor’s
scale, the vendor said, “You better pay the 50 cents, before he charge you the full
price.”
She walked back
to the owner of the cabbage and said, “It’s too expensive, I will give you
45cents for it.” She handed him the money and he took it, but he shook his
head.
A woman standing
there since the raucous started said, “You keep back everybody with your bullshit.
He gave you a discount because he did not charge you for the 14 ounces and you
still want ah discount. Give him the damn 5 cents right now.”
“Not your damn business.
Stay out of it,” She said.
The woman put
down her market basket and she said, “I making it my business. Give him the
money now!”
A lady held my
hand and said, “Little Valentine move from here.” She pulled me away, but I was
still watching.
The woman who
wanted the discount, realized that the other woman was getting ready for a fight
so she said, “Not me an’ you, nah.” She looked in her wallet, found the 5 cents,
paid the vendor, as she said, “Some people damn farse… Oui.
“Yes I damn
farse, because is my farseness that does see you every Saturday morning dressed like a
peacock, strutting around the market trying to rob somebody.”
People were laughing
and commenting about how true it was about the woman. I was giggling. Oh God,
Trinbago was nice…