Be a Lady and He is Not a Man
She said. “Give him the money and you ago see how him turn around”
“Him say you don’t love him! Cause if you did love him! You wouldn’t a spite him”
She was a beautiful black woman, Dre’s mother with her dark hair and bright, intelligent eyes. She was a shrewd woman. She loved her children dearly.
I grimaced and anger boiled within me. “I shouldn’t have to give him money fe him treat me with some level a human decency!”
Eunice shook her head and laughed. “You don’t understand Dre. Him say you spiting him and that make him grow fe dislike you”
I nodded. “Him never like me”
She patted me on my shoulder. “No don’t say that! All a this wah a happen a you cause it! A you cause this on yourself. Just give him wah him fe get and him will be nice to you”
I made a mirthless laugh. “Do you know how it feels to have someone treat you like dog and john crow and then expect fe benefit offa you? Those things just turn me mind offa him”
Eunice shot me a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Give it to him and him will treat you better. Him say you disrespect him! Him say you tell your family things about him and you want him to come back a your yard and him say them a look pon him certain way. Him say you don’t know what to say to him”
“Him know wah fe say to me ma’am?” I asked.
“Him always a disrespect me. A never used to answer him, a use to just cry but a can’t just siddung and make him a batter me self esteem everyday and no defend meself”
She smiled. “You know what a virtuous woman is Saf?”
I sucked my teeth. “So me fe just siddung and him tell me anything weh come a him mouth bout me and me people them and me fe just take it so”
“A tell him! A talk to him about it. A tell him not to tell you about your family and him say it’s because you always a involve his family.” She replied.
She added. “Him tell me say you say him want rip you off fe come build up him people them!”
“Miss that is after him cuss me and tell me how me people them a suffer and how me worthless.”
“A the same worthless gyal buy him clothes, laptop, phone, shoes and house material. But him right cause me worthless fe liddung with him”
“Worst how him tell me how me people them a suffer a don’t feel like fe give him one cent”
She folded her arms across her chest. “Saf you have to learn to control your temper. You have to be a virtuous woman. You have to put down the hooligan style! It’s not attractive to a man.”
“Yes him do it too but you can’t do what a man does and expect fe be a lady” She continued.
“Am not trying to be no lady ma’am, me just nah siddung make him a disrespect me and cuss me everyday and me don’t defend myself” I said in between sobs.
“You always a take up fe him but that’s okay cause a your child. Him fe do me anything and me fe just siddung and take it cause me a be virtuous woman”
She pursed her lips. “I know it hurts but you have to change your attitude towards him to. You see you might meet someone else and him don’t want to deh with you because him hear how you stay. Him will leave you”
“Him a tell you all these things about me” I cried.
She chuckled. “Me hear you a cuss him to. Him don’t have to tell me anything”
I nodded. “Me know him tell you everything and it’s fair fe him tell you everything and when me tell me family them, something wrong with that”
She sighed. “When I was a young girl coming up in life. I never tell my family nothing about my relationships. I just worked it out. Him say you want your people them fe hate him”
“If him did a treat me good. Me wouldn’t have nothing bad fe tell them. Him too lie cause me mother or father never show him bad face yet” I cried.
“Him want unoo fe hate me cause him always a tell unoo wah me a do and nah chat wah him do to bring out the worst in me.”
“Nobody knows me as this kind of person. A have to stoop to his level to get him to ease off me”
She shook her head. “You need to change! Even if you meet a man outside. Him might know someone local and tell him about you. Men don’t like women like you”
“It’s okay! You just want me fe roll over and play dead!” I crowed.
“Him just make me get fe hate him” I said.
“Two a unoo hate one another cause him hate you to” She muttered.
“All that him a tell you!” I sucked my teeth.
“You know him no tell me nothing. Sometimes me see him look down and me ask him wah happen and him say ‘a the gyal Saf’…”
“A so me know wah a gwaan. Him don’t really tell me anything”
“Just give him wah him fe get and look and see how him ago change. Him is a nice person eenuh! Nice person a just your attitude bring out this dirty side a him”
I snickered. “A me do everything. Everything a me”
I understood Dre’s personality and why he thought the way he did. His mother told me that he was just like his father. Something told me that he was more like her. She was right, I cannot do what a man does and still be a lady. Dre wasn’t a man. He was a pervert, a sweets grabber and a mama’s bwoy. He was in no position to tell me how to be a lady. He should learn to be a man first.
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