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Howdie mi peeps! What a galang?! Sitting in a bus in the boiling sun can be an horrendous act to anyone, much more to a woman with a baby. Young born at that. Although the ac was on, there's no competing with the pelting sun beating on metal and smiling through clear glass windows.

Police had pulled over a bus in Duhaney Park. Nobody wants to be on a vehicle that the police stop. Just imagine sitting for almost 20 long minutes in the sun. They don't care who is on the bus. Who is late for work/school, wherever. Not even if you may want to use the bathroom or you dying. #theydontcarezero.

All that matters to them is making whatever point they need to make, for whatever reason they stop you.

People started grumbling and kept looking at their watches. One woman stated how she was late to get home. Others had real pressing matters, like work; hell, I just needed to get moving. I could have reached my destination by now. The sun was shouting at me. #LOUD!

The driver came back inside the bus. Sigh of relief! We were ready to go...ready my foot, the man move the bus about 10 yards. Out of the sun! LOL!! Of course, no one was happy, but what to do? Sit and wait and grumble, or get off the bus and pay another $100 bucks to get to your destination, since the conductor had already collected?

One rastaman started talking about the system, the doctor bird and crocodile syndrome. "All the preacher dem weh love talk 'bout evil, all dem a thief to. No togetherness. Unuh affi know symbol (unuh referring to the people on the bus). Look pon we symbol dem, doctor bird! Wah dem bird deh do? Dem suck out and eat out!!" Lmao! In my mind of course. I was wondering wth that had to do with the current situation we were in, but then....

"That's what the government, do us! They suck we out! The crocodile dem eat anything in dem path that is a part of the dragon family and that is of Satan. So we have that pon wi head. Dem police yah nuh care fi woman and pickney. Government a talk bout fi poor people, they nuh care 'bout wi!"

Someone else tuned in, "Mi nah vote dis year enuh, oh!"

windscreen

The driver came back and started peeling a strip from the windscreen.

One woman shouted out, "So a dat dem a hold up di bus fah kmt?"

"Them say mi cya move till mi take it off sah!" the driver said asking the conductor to help him with the other side. The woman went on, "But yuh see how dem dutty police yah tan doh, dem really unfair!"

The conductor engaged her, "Dem behave like dem nuh have vehicle pon the road. Look how long dat deh pon the bus and now dem a talk bout tek it off!"

"Dem a wicked, 'cause right now mi know police weh have car and bus pon the road and none a dem nuh straight and the bus have the same something cross the screen! Him bus deh pon road everyday to and is not even red plate, a white plate," The woman spoke out.

"Leaches dem man! Just like the doctor bird, dem a suck wi out!" said the rastaman who was talking before. This time I couldn't hold the laugh.

"Mussy money dem want!" someone shouted. Don't know why she was shouting, either. Mussy want the police hear. lol!

By now the bus driver had returned and we were moving off again; this time for good. I was happy I think more than anyone else. Man, the sun was hot and I was sitting on the side where it was perpetrating. My poor daughter was asleep and washing in sweat as I tried to shield her from the sun.

One thing I know, Jamaican people nuh leggo nutten and they not easily forgiving at all. They continued to murmur for the rest of the journey. Thank God, I got off soon!

Lovely people, be quick to forgive and you don't have to forget quickly or at all, but make it an habit. Walk good! Stay out the rain!