Ducking fuh cover from lightning
FOR AS LONG AS I have lived before and for as long as I will live from here on, I doan think dat I will evah understand how the lightning could be flashing like it want tuh blind ya, the thunder could be clapping hard and furious, both o’ dem making ya want tuh run fuh cover and the rain could be pouring down buckets a drop causing flooding in one area, but the rest o’ the island could be as uncomfortably hot and dry as a bone.
Of course I understand north and south and dat because most o’ the systems does head up north, ya would get most o’ the bad weather happening in dat general area.
I also understand dat one part of a country could be experiencing bad weather and the other experiencing normal weather, dem is the big countries. But look how small Barbados is! Ya could hardly see the thing pon the map.
I like tuh watch the weather news and sometimes when these big systems come through, ya could hardly see the li’l dot we does call Barbados.
The systems does be so wide and thick wid clouds dat it does cover ovah and engulf the entire island; yet still you could stand up in one place and watch the rain pelting down just a few yards away from you, as small as Barbados is.
Dem is things dat does amaze me. I have experience it more than once, it is a beautiful sight doh.
But look! Ya see this lightning and thunder thing? Duh got a good few big people I know, who, from the time duh hear a piece o’ thunder rumbling in the distance, does be ducking and running fuh cover.
I mean big people ya know. People who you wouldn’t think; I mean the ones who does look like duh got it all together but leh the thunder start tuh rumble and the lightning start, duh gone.
The other day, I think it was Tuesday, I was in the Rendezvous area and coulda hear the thunder in the distance sounding like it growling; the north o’ the island stan’ and get real real black and the rain start tuh drizzle a li’l bit but dat was about it, not another drop o’ rain ain’t come down out there.
But later on in the evening when I get back down in Black Rock, I could not believe the amount o’ water dat was pon the road and the debris dat get wash down.
Wha’ nuh rain ain’t fall in the Christ Church area, it barely sprinkle but uh gine tell ya, it get so hot at one time dat nuh amount o’ air from the fan was helping; dat is when the rain was pelting down in the other side and centre o’ the island.
My next door neighbour tell me dat the thunder and lightning start and as if dat wasn’t enough, the rain come down hard, hard, hard, and all she could do was shut down all she windows, pull out a couple o’ the plugs fuh some o’ the appliances, then get in she bed and cover up until it pass. Well I miss all o’ dat drama ’cause where I was, duh ain’t had nutten so.
But this is a strange hurricane season though. The storms coming fast and furious, one close behind the other, but not one ain’t come near Barbados; it look like most o’ dem come ’cross the Atlantic Ocean, turned and headed fuh the north before they got tuh us, not only Barbados but the other Caribbean islands.
I mean it ain’t ovah yet, but we got a lot tuh be thankful for, suh far this hurricane season we ain’t even suh much as experience li’l high winds tuh remind we dat it is the hurricane season.
But we cahn just sit back and say dat nutten ain’t gine happen tuh we, we have tuh continue tuh pray and ask God tuh protect us here in the islands of the sea.
Mavis Beckles was born and raised in The Orleans. She has an opinion on everything.