Date for Entry: (Friday 10th November 2017)
Actual Date of Online
Entry: (Wednesday
19th January 2022)
Dear Diary,
This morning I
woke up from sleep very early because I was going with dad to Port of Spain to
accompany Andrew to his Swearing-in Ceremony to become an attorney. I did not
get much sleep because I was up on the Tablet through the morning and the time
on it was not correct. When we got down there to the Hall of Justice there were
two women in white soldier uniforms. They were not polite even they said good
morning, it was so fake I knew it.
We had to wait a
long while. Dad saw one of this Attorney friends and she moved as if I did not
exist. I did not even bother to tell her a word. I looked at another area of
the Cafeteria which was located at the bottom below the streets probably. She
sat there and chat for a long but I didn’t really care anyways. I wanted to get
home quickly after the ceremony because I had my homework for Mrs. Ramlal to
hurry up and finish. It took a long to start and then there was a problem with
the workers who were in charge of it was in the Hall already. On the bright
side, it finished in one hour and it was one of the most stupid functions I ever
attended. Just a few words and they drag people out of their home for all of
that little thing. I did however appreciate a short bit of Ms. Jillian Lucky’s
speech.
When we got
outside, Andrew forced me to get too many pictures. We eventually started
walking off and then he walked down the stairs and headed down the road. He
then came following us because it was already twelve o’ o'clock and all of my
homework for Mrs. Ramlal’s class was incomplete. As we walked through Woodford
Square I heard a melody played by the bells of the Church across the street. I
immediately detected the Perfect fourth of Middle C to F4. At first, it made me
think that it was in C when I knew I felt wrong and later guessed F Major
because of the various usage of Bb throughout the melody. Only until we crossed
the road the song was over. I could still remember a foolish lady trying to
take pictures on a cellphone and she dropped out three brown envelopes of
certificates in her hands in the wet puddled pavement. Instead of picking them
up she left them in there and tried to take the picture even though she knew
it fell and I said laoud, “She really foolish. Before she spoil de good thing now
she guh look tuh keep takin’ pictures.” Then again, no one cared or even know I
was there and I felt good saying that aloud.
When we got to
Curepe, Andrew wanted to go to the Photo Studio to get the pictures taken in
the suit and another in the gown. The man in the Studio took forever and my stomach
was now paining me with gas pain since I did not eat for the morning. I got
home in Tunapuna after one o'clock and began to do my homework. Ricky was
outside in the yard. I just left him talking to Andrew and move like a ghost
that everyone can see again. I might be male but that is not the way my
personality moves.
I had to go to
class a bit late. I got dressed immediately when dad came back up Tunapuna for
me and then I finished the speech I was working on for the presentation of my
homework. For this homework, Mrs. Ramlal made a deal with us that if we shared our
homework we would get an extra ten marks free. Every hump, bump, note in the
road and turn of the corner was a stop for me when I was writing the last parts
of the speech which came up to four-sided pages in total.
When I came
today from Curepe, I did not have my book bag with me so I had to take my course
copybook, the orange masked Manuscript book I had with my Pencil case and a
bottle of water. I did also carry my “Practice of Harmony” textbook in my
purple briefcase too.
There was a
short wait for my turn in class and I hooked up my phone onto the speakers
and set my homework down for the scanner to put it up on the projector. I took
my time and went through the speech and I got to make jokes. The loudest yell
out from the class was from, “Well I rell glad allyuh laugh cause if ah
grasshopper buss through dah glass window and make noise, it guh be the loudest
thing in here.” I could see Mrs. Ramlal with her eyes wildly open and a bright
smile on her face.
In the middle of
the speech, I just decided to stop and play the pieces instead.
Nervousness was getting control of my voice and it was starting to make it
shiver. As I also looked down to the middle of the paper at the words, it did
not look like English as well so I had no choice. At the end of the playing, I
took my seat. I stood back after class to ask Mrs. Ramlal for some help in the
Suspensions. Leon was there too and the three of us had to move to the old Staff
Kitchen with is now a Student’s common room. I got through a good bit and
understood a lot.
I thanked Mrs. Ramlal and left her there with Leon in the room. I was glad I did not get to talk to Andrew like we sometimes do but this is a very hurtful thing to say right now. I sometimes feel like that person in some shows who find it difficult and need help in accepting the good. I saw him sitting on the concrete chair outside by the tree located to the pedestrian gate of the prison.
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