August 7, 2014 Obara Meji 163Comment

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Good morning all, I pray you will all have a wonderful and blessed day.  Still on a high off representing Jamaica for our Independence and our cultural theme I have decided to share a story sent to me from blogger. It is an Anansi story. While growing up in Jamaica we were always told stories of Bredda Anansi. It was when I became an Adult I realized that these stories came from Ghana. Then after I realized that Anansi is in fact Ghanaian’s Esu, the Yoruba divinity of Justice, he is found in all cultures, and known as the trickster among other things. Please enjoy the story down below and even add your own, and who remember stories of Big Bwoy, please to share!

Jamaica is a small Island with nuff merriment and an extremely beautiful and colorful culture which seems to even transcend beyond who we are as a people (not oonuh gully Queen, caws oonuh put sexual orientation and identity before nationalism choo oonuh waan visa fi fly out!) we create as we grow and even our language gets more colorful by the day, reggae music is awesome and no one does it like us. It was born out of protest and a need to go back to Africa, (well dem now ah dayz people yah doan waan go back caws dem wi tun back black and cake soap nuh sell ah Africa, wuk you Vybz Kratel, and by the way the word that rhymes with wuk is what I want to say!) a need for repatriation, a rejection of slavery and social confines. We as Jamaican people especially the poorer class,( as classism is very present in Jamaica and so is racism, and to make it worse when Jamaicans guh fi prejudice dem prejudice more dan white people, not you AMH, you are one of us and we love you!) needed for others to hear our voice and so Reggae music is protest music.

Protest of inequality, protest for equal rights and Justice, against police brutality, better health care, jobs,not a situation where one person has to know another to be able to get a job, housing, community, schools, against segregation, upper class and lower class divide, crooked Politician, Who remembers the song “Long hair freaky people need not apply, nuh waan nuh ole naaga nuh rastafari”?, songs like these which directly spoke of discrimination and  stereotyping.

Those who lived in what is referred to as inner city or those of the garrisons communities had to find solace in song, and it vibrated and reached across the globe, and others heard our music and even better listened to the words and reached back out to us and we became a phenomenal set of people, trend setters who is loved and respected by all, by all mi sey if de oddaz will not admit de love is because of BAD MINE!, It was our voice and artistry which lifted us up through the power of the almighty God, God bless Jamaica!, Oore Yeye Osun who helped us because she is the Orisha who creates and she rules Jamaica through its many beautiful rivers, along with Ogun the Don!

As Africans we came to the island with the drum still beating in our soul, and from Poco, came, Mento, came Ska, came Rock steady came Reggae and now Dance Hall, what a wonderful journey. Tess-an Chin try to come wid dis reggae fusion ting, but it will not hold, Jamaicans needs the drum and the base, it what our ancestors feed off and it is what has kept us whole as Africans, because of that we truly are. It doe matter if you mix with Scottish, Indian, Chiney, Osama Ben Laden, or even George Washinton, we are always Jamaican First, and yuh eyes dem cudda chinky like wow you are an African! Big up yuh self Jamaica and Jamaicans, I will always Love you!

King: Anansi And The Strange Fruit

 

Once, no rain fell for a very long time, and Anansi couldn’t find anything for himself or his children to eat.  There was a place not too far away with a thousand banana trees, but Anansi was afraid to go. Bredda Rat went there two weeks ago to get food and never came back.  Bredda Mongoose went there last week to get food and never came back.  But now his children were too hungry, and Anansi decided to take a chance and go.
When Anansi got there, he couldn’t believe his luck.  Banana trees spread in neat rows as far as he could see.  There was enough food to feed his children for a year.  But Anansi remembered Bredda Rat and Bredda Mongoose, and thought it might be a trap.  So he decided to look around and make sure it was safe.

He came to a clearing with a huge guango tree, and hanging from the tree was a strange fruit.  So he went to take a closer look and realized it was a man, swaying in the breeze.  Anansi said, “Bredda Man, why you hanging from the tree?”  But the man did not answer.

A few hours after that Anansi came to another clearing, this time with a big mahogany tree, and hanging from the tree was another strange fruit.  He crawled closer and realized it was a woman.  Anansi said, “Sista Woman, why you hanging from the tree?”  And the woman looked like she was trying to answer, but only whispers came out.  So Anansi climbed the tree and then he heard what the woman was saying: “Mas Fletcher… Mas Fletcher… Mas Fletcher…”  And then the woman stopped whispering, her feet swaying gently in the breeze.

Just as it was getting dark, Anansi came to a little shack, and thought maybe he could find a bag to gather up all the bananas he would takehome the next day.  When he went inside, all he saw was straw on the ground and a man lying on the straw.  He was naked and there were iron shackles around his hands and feet.  Anansi said, “Bredda Man, is who tie you up?”  And the man said, “Mas Fletcher.”  Anansi asked, “Why?”  The man answered, “Because we ran away, three of us, and when Mas Fletcher find us, he said if we fight, they would kill our families.  But if we surrender and let them hang us, they will make sure our children always have food to eat.”

Anansi couldn’t believe his luck once again.  Now he wouldn’t even have to carry the bananas back home.  All he had to do was hang off the ground and play dead, and Mas Fletcher would feed his children forever.  What a trick!  Then Anansi looked beside the naked man and saw the bones of Bredda Rat and Bredda Mongoose.  But the man didn’t look dangerous or even angry, so Anansi wasn’t afraid.  He said to the man, “Where is Mas Fletcher?”  Before he could answer, the door to the shack flew open, and a fat man stood there with a lantern in his hand.  Anansi knew right away it was Mas Fletcher.

The fat man said, “Cudjoe, you should never have run away.”  Anansi looked around for a piece of string or rope, but there was nothing in the room except straw.  Then Anansi saw a loose thread dangling from Mas Fletcher’s silk shirt, and knew what to do.  He crawled up Mas Fletcher’s pant leg, up his sleeve, and tied the loose thread to his own bottom.  Just as he was about to jump, the naked man shouted, “Mas Fletcher!  Mas Fletcher!  There’s a spider on you shirt, and if it bite you, it will kill you!”  And Mas Fletcher tried to hit Anansi, but Anansi scrambled to the middle of the fat man’s back, where Mas Fletcher couldn’t reach him.

Then the naked man said, “Give me the lantern, Mas Fletcher.  I will kill the spider for you.”  And because Mas Fletcher did not want to be bitten, he handed over the lantern.  Then Cudjoe hit Mas Fletcher hard on the back of his head with the lantern, and the fat man fell to the ground, and the lantern smashed and ignited the straw.  And Cudjoe grabbed the keys from the fat man’s belt and unshackled himself.  Anansi could feel the heat of the flames and was afraid, but there was nowhere to go.  Cudjoe looked at Anansi and held out his dark-skinned hand.  “Come, Kwaku Anansi,” he said, “let us two tricksters escape into the night.”  And Anansi climbed onto Cudjoe’s hand and they left the shack burning bright orange.

That is why to this day, Cudjoe’s descendants are free.  And that is also why, if you look in a tree, you will see Anansi hanging from a silk thread, playing dead to get food for his children.

Here is Another

Anansi and Bredda Lion

Bredda Lion had a new bad habit that he felt was his right an privilege, being the most feared in the village. He developed the biggest belch in the whole village. Every time he ate and went to sleep at night, he would belch really loud all night and wake up the rest of the village.

Anancy loved to sleep. Next to food sleep was the next thing he loved in the whole world. Since Lion had developed this habit he has not gotten one night’s sleep. Last night was the worst. Lion had belched every hour on the hour, since 8 pm that night. Anancy’s eyes were blood shot red and he was angry.

He visited Bredda Rabbit and Bredda Snake to see how they were holding up. “Bredda Rabbit, how yuh doing man?” asked Anancy, as he approached Bredda Rabbit outside his home.

“Mi doing just fine.” replied Bredda Rabbit.

“Yuh getting any sleep since Lion start dem big belchin?” asked Bredda Anancy.

“Yeah man, nuff sleep since mi buy dem ear muffs whey Bredda Snake tell me bout down a shop.” he replied.

“Ear muffs!” Anancy exclamated.

“Yes dem block out every sound, whey yuh nuh go buy some?” Bredda Rabbit explained.

“Is true.” Anancy replied.

So he set off down to Mr. Lee’s shop and bought him some ear muffs.

That night around 7:45 pm he put on the ear muffs and went to bed.
A large “Buuuurrrrrrrrrrp” sound awoke Anancy.

“But wait,” he thought to himself “dem ear muffs nah work.” You see, his spider senses were just as sensitive as his ears and could pick up the sound. The others in the village did not have this type of sense so the earmuff worked for them. So again Anancy had a sleepless night.
The next morning he was very angry. He was so angry he walked over to Bredda Lion’s home to talk to him.

Anancy pleaded “Bredda Lion, Mi a beg yuh please stop de all nite belching. Mi cyaan get nuh sleep a nite.”

“Yuh mad Anancy? A mi run tings in dis village, an mi will stop when mi feel like.” Bredda Lion replied.

“But how yuh so bad mind. Nobady cyaan sleep wid all dat noise yuh a mek.” said Anancy.

“Is ongle yuh cyaan sleep. No one else is complaining.” replied Bredda Lion.

Anancy was getting really upset.

“Mind yuh belch out all the food you eat for the day while you sleeping.” Anancy said in anger.

“Nuh mek me dead wid laff. Mi neva hear nuttin go suh before in my life. Gwan yuh way, Anancy” Bredda Lion replied with a big smile.

At that very moment Anancy had a plan. He secretly started to follow Bredda Lion for the whole day, watching what he was eating. He took a big bag with some containers with him. Every meal that Bredda Lion had, he collected some of the same thing in a container.

That night at 8:00pm, Bredda Anancy snuck into Bredda Lion’s house under the bed. He waited to hear the first burp.

“Burrrrrrp”

He snuck from under the bed and quietly placed a mixture of all the meals beside Bredda Lion’s mouth.

Bredda Lion had a sensitive nose. The smell of the food mixture awoke him. He jumped out of the bed and screamed, “Lawd have mercy, all de food me eat come right back up. Whey me ago do? If this continue me will not be able to full mi stomach. I know what I will do. I will eat this mixture.” So he ate the food and went back to sleep.

” Buuurrrp”

Again Anancy put some more food by his mouth. And again Lion woke up and ate the food.

This continued four times. On the fourth time he put food by his mouth, Anancy snuck out of Bredda Lion’s bedroom window. He crawled under the cellar to listen.

Bredda Lion ate the food but this time did not go back to sleep.

“Lawd mi belly a hat mi. Mi nuh know ef I can continue this belching business, cah mi cyaan sleep.” Bredda Lion whispered under his breath. He had eaten so much food that he was in pain. He was unable to go back to sleep.

Anancy smiled and walked back home.

This is why lions eat big meals but less frequently. Jack Mandora, mi tell yuh no lie.

Here is Another

Kweku Anansi and His New Wife

Traditionally, Kweku Anansi is seen as a trickster. The word ‘Anansi’ means spider in Akan, but the character is sometimes portrayed as a man. Folk stories of Anansi originated from the Ashanti tribe in Ghana and have been passed down from generation to generation.

One day, Kweku Anansi went to God to complain that his wife was nothing more than an extra mouth to feed. He also complained that she was eating his share of the food at home. God asked Anansi, ‘What would you like me to do about this problem?’

‘God, please give me a wife with no mouth upon her face,’ replied Anansi.

God looked upon Anansi with bemusement as Anansi never failed to surprise God with his strange reasoning and outlandish plans.

‘Okay,’ said God. ‘Come the morning I shall give you a new wife with no mouth upon her face.’

Anansi was so excited that he went straight to the supermarket to buy yams and plantains for the next day. ‘Finally,’ thought the greedy man, ‘all of the food that I buy will be for me alone to eat!’

Waking up to a beautiful sunny morning, Anansi saw his new wife in the kitchen preparing breakfast. The wife turned and acknowledged her husband with a silent nod, then continued with her breakfast preparations before the stove.

Anansi could not believe that he was lucky enough to have a new wife, one who would cook only for him and eat nothing herself. And he could not believe that he had gotten away with asking for such a wife from God!

Several days passed and things seemed to be going very well… until Anansi went to check on the food supplies in the kitchen. The greedy man was very surprised to discover that most of his food had disappeared. Anansi knew that he could eat a great deal of food, but had he really eaten four bags of rice, six yams, and three plantains in such a short time?  He was very puzzled because he was supposed to be the only one eating the food, especially as his new wife didn’t even have a mouth with which to eat.

And so Anansi decided to find out. Over the next few weeks he kept a very close eye on the kitchen. But no matter how closely he looked, he could find nothing unusual at all. His wife cooked every meal only for him. Anansi just did not understand why he still had to buy twice as much food each week. Where was it all going?

Anansi knew that he liked to eat his wife’s cooking, but even he could not finish so much food in such a short time, could he?

One night, Anansi woke up to drink some water as he was very thirsty. It was then that he heard a rumbling noise in the house and quickly went to check on his wife. But when he entered her room he discovered that she was not in her bed. So then he crept towards the kitchen and peered through the open door.

AWhat's that under your arm?nansi could not believe his eyes as he stood still in the kitchen doorway. There, sitting on a stool at the table, was his new wife. And she was eating a big bowl of food! He watched in amazement as she scooped up the boiled rice and yams, lifted up her right arm, and put the food into a mouth that was hidden in her armpit!

Anansi was very shocked to see such a thing. He thought to himself, ‘So this is where all of my food has been going. My wife has a secret mouth in her armpit and she has been stealing food during the night! What a mean trick!’

The next morning, Anansi took his wife back to God and demanded to know why she had a mouth hidden in her armpit.

God answered, ‘You asked for a wife with “no mouth upon her face.” And so I gave you a wife with a mouth under her arm. You did not ask for a wife with no mouth at all.’

Anansi felt humiliated and tricked, but God had no sympathy for the greedy man. God said to him, ‘You had a devoted and loving wife, Anansi. But because of your greed and selfishness you thought you would be clever and demand a new wife from me. I am showing you that I am much wiser than you, and I hope you have learnt a lesson here. Greed and selfishness have no place in life.’

Anansi felt ashamed by his greed and begged God to return his old wife to him because he had indeed learned a valuable lesson. From that day on, Anansi was determined to be a better man and not be so selfish. And who knows, perhaps he would even try to be more generous with his food.

Ẹni tí ò rí nǹkan wò, ló ńwo ti ẹniẹlẹ́ni. /
It’s a person with no issue to attend to, who meddles in those of others……Yoruba Proverb!

[Mind your own business. Don’t meddle; respect other people’s privacy.]

All religions are valid as long as it teaches peace and love….Obara Meji!

There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned….Obara Meji!

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toy7318
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Morning everyone, thank you all for the birthday wishes from the bottom of my heart.

AMH
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wishing you the happiest of birthdays Toy!!!

Vanessa
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Vanessa

I am so happy I found this blog!! The armpit lol.

NuNu
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NuNu

Hey Vanessa!

Vanessa
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Vanessa

Hey yall!! Im catchingup. Ms Obara thankyou. I have some peace and quiet time im gonna read!!!! So happy to be back!

MTH
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Teach just saw your post re Day Dream’s book club. I was just about Ty ask what’s the format for our hot Friday?

Obara meji
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I will be sending you the other half of penny story tomorrow

Ansa yuh phone

Obara meji
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Hi Vanessa you are beautifullllll

NuNu
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NuNu

Yesss! Jud an Penny come back!Mi ready 🙂 🙂

MTH
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Nunu mi quite and laugh laugh mi nuh push war, butbmi can fight, mi know bout. When Shango sey yu bad yu know sey yu nuh normal.

Obara meji
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MTH yuh gone back Pon voice mail again

MTH
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Toy happy birthday, I’m putting on the first round. Order whatever you want, henny, vodka, Appleton, I got this.

Obara meji
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Ah fifah birth day, toy? Happy birth day mama

MTH
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Im back was cleaning and setting my water cause i know i have rthe Orishas with me. Not so long ago i dreamt that Shango said i was a bad gal. Now me seet come to pass. Ty gonna read the link now.

NuNu
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NuNu

M a yuh seh bad to the bone!

NuNu
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NuNu

That’s a great idea! Sen’ on Day, Thanks!

NuNu
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NuNu

So St.Philomena is the saint for children?

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

Yazzy yaz Nuns yailings!!! Obara Ty Day Cami all decent ppl hail. All non decent ppl walk wide from me lol is weh Cas n Safo? Sango tan up trang ina Mth ol warrior a walk n head butt ppl lol

NuNu
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NuNu

Kia das why mi nah ramp wid M ie nuh! Mi nuh want fi get tump inna mi yeye! Mi deh walk sharp!

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

Yagga lol

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

Good night fambo peace n blessings. never read comments yet but…Osun u are mighty!!! Wi thank u for the switf aid u provided! the sadamite dream is actually the relations bredda dawg waa do to 2nd lady. I tink dem a come as sadamite cah man n ooman plus next ooman kanneck. Also 1st lady kno bredda dawg sneakying n dutty. So is shi might a vusualize di relations. Aii sah peepa hush yah putus yu are strong n mighty Osun has u covered with other Orishas. Dem a cut n clear plus bring message. Yu are awake suh u nuh miss nutn. Bredda dawg waa all lose all…him betta watch him step dats why di shoe lost. Dioplamtic eeh dat nuh guh wuk him need sum bad up kick n box fi even cross d line deh. Hmmmm

Cami
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Cami

Kia, de history of misbehaving looong and secrets are a plenty.

Yu have to be slick wid dem type de because dem diplomatic inna dem approach fi know how to deflect accusations…worst their counterpart will raise hell and have the accuser looking real bad.

These two type of people already have the defense methods done pat.

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

Yea tru but it mek mi blood boil. Sumtime di diplomate jump out di window n gawn lol warrior come out fighting. I understand ur point still

Ty
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Same so Cami…

NuNu
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NuNu

True thing Cami

NuNu
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NuNu

Yuh right Kia! Same suh!

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Night Kia Boo! You laid down the effn LAW, dammit! I LOVE IT… now throw the book at the scum!!

toy7318
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Ok,everyone I will come back later today is my 22nd birthday. Lmao! Lmao I still feel 22 I will be back later everyone.

Vanessa
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Vanessa

Happy birthday!

day "dream" alston
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Happy Earthday Toy!!!

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

22!!! Lolol Happy birthday Baby Toy♥ love n light

NuNu
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NuNu

Happy Birthday Toy!!!♡ Have a drink on me!!!

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Birthday girl!! Have crazy fun and be safe!!!

Ty
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Happy earth strong Toy…wishing u God’s richest blessing always…

toy7318
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Hey everyone how are you all doing. Obara lmao get us all in line real quick. I want to say avoid the hungry nasty man, but I feel it is easier said then done. I think if something gets addressed, stamp and mailed out things can go left real quick. I think the man will twist things to lady. Then you know……

NuNu
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NuNu

Hey Toy

Ty
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Lol…was reading on St. philomena and hailing King Sango and Oya…dem a pass thru…

MTH
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Ty I will ever call on the name of Obara Meji. I was tried in my sleep because they thought I was drunk and they would have a better chance. Teach, yoiu are saying this is about my friend and not about the peeper, or it is both.

day "dream" alston
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Obara what do you think the dream represents. She did not say a word to me? Just grabbed me and looked at me

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Ty look like she gone STEAM OFF!

Ty, mi feel yuh! I got so damn hignorant I found myself all a shake bout di peeper’s story… mi had was to steam off yo!
No sah…. dem cruff deh sickening!

NuNu
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NuNu

Yazzy mi tink di bredda get the message though suh him wi hol’ him cawnas and easy himself

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Zeeen! Mi tink him get big shake dung to. Ole crosses…

MTH
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Day I floated because the lady cut off my oxygen. I was like a gas gallon. I had was always slightly above her so I was able to head but her. Re your dream, I think it might have been an elder of the night.

day "dream" alston
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Lol, wow you head butt her? Good for you!

day "dream" alston
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Ahh I see, ok

MTH
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Nunu mi gal wha dey gwan? Yazzy big up. Ty, home girl, long time wi nuh link, how tings? My goodness something just popped into my head. Look at he title of this post? The lady is the modern day Bredda Nancy, she is trking to use had head, but ku pan she to wey a try outsmart smaddy.

NuNu
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NuNu

Yail M! Mi might a try use har head but shi cyaan fool yuh tho, juss watch out yuh hear

Obara meji
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Dream I answered you about the dream

Ty
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Waaasssuuup Mth…you prove time and time again the power of the name Obara Meji…like teach seh, if you caught in any powerless position call on Obara Meji …see deh inna you dream…

day "dream" alston
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What to you think about my dream? I didn’t feel like the woman was good who grabbed me. I later saw a movie where a woman had the same eye makeup and her eyes turned pink when she did spells. She was a witch.

day "dream" alston
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Talk the truth M! But I wonder why you float up to the ceiling?

MTH
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Day the bitch tried me in my dream, tell her come again. Yu ever hear di saying Tom drunk but Tom nuh fool? She came to deceive but all when mi undda mi liquor Dem caan fool mi. Peeper nuh worry sister wi had your back.

MTH
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Teach, can you please tell me if my interpretation of my dream is correct…the girl was in the kitchen when the event occurred. I dreamt about a restaurant. The woman who knew the restaurant better than I did wanted to ask me the younger girl if pepper was in the food, how di f me muss know. The older woman knows what time it is. She is pretending, she just wants the young girl to open her mouth…

Teach, when I had the dream about the perrversion with my friend, I called on you and you came. In this situation, there was the mention of perversion and I summoned you and you came. Not in spirit, but as a lady.

Obara meji
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It was Obara Meji who came which is the Osun that I have, the enemy was yuh fren yuh know who

day "dream" alston
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I had a dream one night where I was in a kitchen with some woman I never saw. I was sitting at the table facing away from her at first. At one point I stood up and faced her. She walked towards me slow and then grabbed me. She put her hand on my stomach and one on my back. I didn’t like that she was touching me, I was angry but for some reason I didn’t respond. In real life I would have pushed or hit her. But in the dream I felt the fear, anger etc but did nothing. I noticed her eyes looked pink, like hot pink, she had some sparkly pink eye shadow on and her eyes seemed to be the same color. Her touch woke me from my sleep. I was very uneasy. When I woke up I was upset that I didn’t fight her off. This is the second or third dream where I have been touched and it woke me up.

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Day, M always a fight off ppl inna her dream when dem mean har harm so I think if you weren’t putting up a fight then there’s a possibility she wasn’t there to harm

day "dream" alston
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Thanks Yazzy, that’s a possibility. I did find it odd that I wasn’t fighting, in real life I am a lil firecracker,lol

NuNu
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NuNu

Day I wonder if it was a wayward that touched you? Or something trying to get your attention

day "dream" alston
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I wonder… A couple weeks later I was watching a movie and there was a witch with similar eye makeup and eye color

NuNu
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NuNu

Mi hear chue di grapevine seh a c-rus conversation guh dung inna di day, an warning soun’ out suh peeper can rest easy likkle

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Nunu, di pepper have nuff backative so di girl fi free up and rest har likkle head. Di grapevines right yes!

NuNu
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NuNu

Lol zeen Yazzy!

day "dream" alston
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Hmmm, Very Interesting MTH. I think the second part of the dream represent spiritual protection and camaraderie, the first part an attack. An overt one at that since the young lady was nice at first. As if to fool you.

NuNu
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NuNu

Howdy Day and M!

day "dream" alston
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NuNuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Howdy mi sistren 🙂

Ty
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Spelling….wife not why….
A so bringle…

Obara meji
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Day that was Saint philomina, she meant no harm, do you have Haitian in you back ground or New Orleans creole ppl

Ty
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No sah…him is a slime ball…

If him why nah fling it pon him…him start wid Hanni Palmer… If dat nuh cut it him find a woman out a road…wedder free or pay fah… No excuse fi prey pon you family member who could be your daughter…

Ole germs…

Obara meji
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Bukit!!!

MTH
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Love and light mi fambily. Courtney, respect.

Last night I went to Grand Gala, when my friend and I left we drove around a bit to find somewhere to have a drink. When I got home only had sleep on my mind. I dreamt that I was at in a restaurant, and there was this lady who was very nice to me. I went back to the restaurant and as I was reading the menu, she said to me does dish #1 (don’t remember the exact dish) have in pepper. I was a bit taken aback as I was sure she would have known all the dishes the restaurant offered.

As I opened my mouth to answer she covered my mouth and my nose. I started floating to the ceiling, I have to buck her and she let go of me. The dream shifted and it seemed as if Obara Meji, my beloved Teach and I were walking, we were laughing and having a good time. We saw about 3 ladies, Obara told one of them that she (the lady). Was I’ll and needed purple tea. The said where am I going to get purple bush from and Obara said some words and 3 purple flowers appeared. They were the prettiest flowers that I have ever seen. The other ladies we shocked and was wondering what manner of woman was this. Obara and I started back on our journey walking, laughing and talking.

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Wow M, that’s a very good dream. Unuh dream dem clear eeee??

M, mi nuh like how da ooman de grab yuh mout and nose like she a try suffocate yuh! Maybe sadly Inna real life a try suffocate/ Ole yuh dung… but yuh still rise (hence di floating) and den when yuh buk di b*tch… yuh have victory ova di smaddy inna real life. Also, maybe watch who yuh nyam from… (if yuh eat from ppl)

Loved part two a di dream! Obata always shows up in your dreams and this is an amazing blessing. Someone was healed… a wonda a who??? Love it! There shall be a testimony!

NuNu
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NuNu

Oh ok mi juss si wha Ty Yaz an O seh, suh unoo tink based on the dreams confrontation guh happen?

Ty
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The wife knowswho he is, he knows who he is…when the mother knows the full extent, he better find a big rock to hide under…more stories will come out about more victims…the details will be sickening…

Mommy is a boss and a great protector…she have warrior blood… A hope she lim up him blood cleet…

Cami
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Cami

Happy Earthday Toy and many more. Night ladies and Gent.

Ty, a long time thing wid missa man. When dem bold like that they have been doing it and the spouses are well aware, hence the “innocent” moment of play wouldn’t have drawn her attention. Look like the teen need to feel out other females family members to see if there’s history.

NuNu
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NuNu

Lol at Ty. Mi nuh want fi mek excuse for what he did but do you think maybe he is unhappy in his marriage why he would even think to do that??? You know when persons in a relationship nuh communicated well and there’s not a balance there suh his attention was drawn elsewhere and unfortunately cause peeper was at the wrong place at the wrong time?? It still nuh right and it creepy as well but I’m just trying to understand :/

Yazzy
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Yazzy

A me fi tell yuh Ty! Di more mi write di more mi bringle! Kmft….

NuNu
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NuNu

Howdy all mi diss a ketch up, so what unoo tink the lady know what a galang and a gwaan like shi nah pree or shi oblivious? Just based on the cell phone video wha di lady warn off people from watch

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Nunu Boo!!! What’s up sweetie? How was your day?

Exactly!!! A dat me seh to! Di ooman a play slick pan di girl caz she underestimate di girl! She eeda know bout weh de man like and maybe she nuh innah dat suh she allow him fi look elsewhere but shock seh a di girl him a pree! Or as Cami se, is a pass ting and it a come as warning caz di dranko a try a ting pan smaddy else gyal pickney

NuNu
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NuNu

Hey Yazzy Yazz!!!! It was good sun bun mi up a road today!!!Hope yours was great♥♥

Yazzy
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Yazzy

In ref to do lady, I feel if she found out in depths as to what a gwaan, she wuda scandal our peeper and torment her but for some reason I think she’s aware. Eeda dat or she know di extent a di dutty pathetic man perverted ways.

I’m not trying to place blame on her eeda cah don’t look good but what I’m saying is, since there is a grave concern if she find out what are the ramifications… I believe de man should be exposed. When you’re a pervert nubadi nuffi kip nuh secret if yuh. .. yuh fi get shamed into a reality check, however my interest and concern and loyalty is ONLY what’s best fi di peeper/victim.

Ty
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The story will surface and the 3 adults will have to sort it out…more revelations will surface…more names will call…

What a sicko…

A pliers dem fi use fi castrate his tired ass…

Ty
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When Big Bwoy Grow Up
Teacher went around class, asking students what they want to be when they grow up. Iceylyn: I want to be a shapkeepah (teacher nods), Aloysius: I want to be a fahmah (teacher nods), Hepsi: I want to be a maddah, ‘ousewife, wid 5 children (teacher stops nodding, and turns to Big Boy) — Big an’ dumb, wid a horny grin on him face: “An’ I, I want to be di faddah ah Hepsi pickni dem!”

Big Bwoy Drawing
One day bigboy go a school an di teacher say
everybaddy fi draw sup n
So when di teacha luk pan everybaddy drawing
Di teacha seh good good
Den when it reach to bigboy him come up an di teacha dey dey a luuk pan di paypa an seh
but bigboy mi no see nutn me ongle see waan likkle dat.
So hear bigboy him now yes teacha es a plane but it dey far out u caaan seet.

Read more: http://www.jamaicans.com/

Cami
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Cami

Hi Ty, big boy was intelligent man…dwl. Sound like teacha timing just bad with big boy..looooooooooooool

Ty
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Here is a big boy story, this one ok, you know some a dem naughty…

One morning Big Bwoy did late fi school so ‘im ride ‘im father donkey, ‘Gee Gee’, go a school. Him did in such a hurry dat him nevah tie di donkey propaly. Well, guess wha happen? In di midst a spelling class, Gee Gee get loose. Big Bwoy frighten sotill wen him look out a di window an see di donkey a gallop wey.

Meanwhile, di teacher ask de class, ‘Children, how do you spell egg?’ Big Bwoy nah listen di teacher, him only waan di donkey fi stop, so him shout out, ‘EE GEE GEE!’.

Ty
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Obara, I love Anansi stories and have fond memories hearing them…to be honest some we’re scary too…

Ty
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Yes… Big up all the mothers… Big up all protective family members… I am an only child and this makes me see how good it is to have a caring sibling…

Iba Yeye Osun…my beautiful mother…Yeye Sengise…who protects her children…she is the mother of sweet water… But can have rough patches if needed…

day "dream" alston
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Also, in reference to the man story. Big up mumzy for being observant and discerning that something was not right. Big up all the real mothers out here who pay real attention to their pickney!

day "dream" alston
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Evening Ty & Courtney!

Ty
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Hey Dream…

Ty
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Hey Courtney…welcome…

Courtney
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Courtney

Good day to all. Hope everyone is feeling great.

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Hey Courtney. We hope you’re feeling great as well. Welcome over… it’s a pleasure. There’s plenty of love and light here that will embrace you daily. Ride with us…

MTH
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Teach, as Yazzy said, I was waiting for the floor to be opened. However, as I KNOW that the little girl will be ok. Her protectors keep sending dreams. There was a dream that the big lady is waiting to attack her. However her friend got the dream and made medicine for her. She be alright. She might be scared, but she will be safe…(Did you see my email, I responded as it was sent).

MTH
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Hello all. Just came back from my meeting. Will get up to speed.

day "dream" alston
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I’ll save my dream stuff for another time. I thought it would make a good segway into our discussion about the Man 🙂

Ty
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Dream, tell us your dream…

day "dream" alston
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Oh and I believe you handled the situation very well, so calm and diplomatic. That’s how we should all handle tricky situations.

Ty
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I have a temper, so respect to all who can do the diplomatic route…this guy needs a box…him have no behavior …his wife knows who he is…this is not the first time he tried his perversions on someone… Pity he did not know that this child is covered, blessed, and protected by Yeye Osun…she gave a stern warning…only a shoes was lost in his dream, he better watch out, next time he may pay dearly…

All him fi castrate…chu…

day "dream" alston
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I was waiting for you to introduce it, lol. What caught my attention was the fact that Osun has shown up in the dream of the man. Mama Osun does not play and she is on the case. Petition Osun to make this situation right and I believe she will. She is ready responding. Man better watch his step…

Ty
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Ase!!!

day "dream" alston
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Bloggers I know this is a bit off track but may I share a couple of dreams for interpretation? I would really like your opinions.

MTH
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Cami, there is no deumpling verision…LOL. There is a dumpling story, here it goes:

Zachariah Zed, Zachariah Zed
Saw a dumpling in his bed
He started to eat and it fell out his teeth
That’s why they call him Zachariah dumpling head

Cami a long time mi leff primary sch enno, but mi still memba dem

Dream, glad you day has taken a turn for the better…

Cami
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Cami

lolol…

day "dream" alston
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Growing up all I remember is bible stories and the mother goose fables that I would hear in school. I like that the Anansi stories have life lessons in them. We need stories that tell tale of what it means to be of good character.

MTH
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Day, I hope things get better as the day goes on.

day "dream" alston
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Thanks MTH, they got better as soon as I stepped out into the sun!

Yazzy
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Yazzy

“well dem now ah dayz people yah doan waan go back caws dem wi tun back black and cake soap nuh sell ah Africa, wuk you Vybz Kratel”

———flatline!

Evening sweeties. Love and light to you all! Evening Peeperz, shout out!

I love my anansi stories. Him a straight genal but I also loved his likkle wisdom and how his stories kept up the spirits of the oppressed thru humor and imagination.

MTH
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Nunu, Cudjoe is Nany’s brother.

day "dream" alston
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Afternoon Bloggers 🙂 My day started out rough but it’s gotten better. I hope you are all doing well today!

Yazzy
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Yazzy

Dream, I’m happy you’re back on track sweetie!

day "dream" alston
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Thanks Yazzy!

MTH
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Here is my Bredda Anancy Story (Its in the Grade 4 Rading Book that the govt issues in Primary Schools)

One day Bredda ‘Nancy and Bredda Dog were both hungry and decided that they were going to make some cornmeal porridge. Brother “Nancy decided that he was so hungry, his portion wouldnt have been sufficient. So he thought of a way he could out-smart Bredda Dog. So he came up with the plan and told Brother Dog, that they should have a porridge eating competition…He said which one of them drank the porridge hotter would win. Bredda Nancy suggested that he would put his in the sun and Bredda Dog leaves his on the fire. (F anybody know how di Jamaican sun can hotttt). To this Bredda Dog agreed.

So they started the competition and braps Bredda Dog took one big gulp and Bredda Nanacy just watch. The porridge went down Bredda Dog’s throat extremely hot and mash up him vice-box. Thats why today, Bredda Dog and Bredda Nancy nuh gree…

Cami
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Cami

Craven dog, lol.

Hello spiritual family. Big ups to all present and to those not here yet, Obara big up! I love oral tales and Anancy is always entertaining. MTH, there’s a dumpling version to this.

NuNu
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NuNu

Bredda dawg shoulda juss nyam Anansi right deh suh! Ole ginal

AMH
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Thank you for sharing these! Growing up my grandparents and my father would share Aesops fables with me, it was one of the books I learned to read on. These stories brought up so many memories.

MTH
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I liked the story with Cudjoe…

NuNu
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NuNu

Was Cudjoe, the Maroon that was with Nanny?A him name suh?

Cami
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Cami

Shout out to NuNu and her Mummy. NuNu, I think is the same Cudjoe. Said character comes up in quite a few Jamaican stories. Such as: The White Witch of Rosehall and Morgan’s daughter.

NuNu
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NuNu

That second story,lol, that’ll teach yuh, you have to be extremely specific when talking to God, but serve Anansi right, damn craven!

day "dream" alston
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Yes Nunu, we must be careful what we ask for 🙂

NuNu
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NuNu

Howdy everyone!

toy7318
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Morning everyone! Love and light.

kiabubblez
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kiabubblez

grung pic wid di mouth arm n anansi story lolololol

Ekasooooo Obara bawoni oremi Hey fambo love n light

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