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Way Too Caribbean
by
Molaire Jules
Our Thanksgiving- family reunion!
Dad and us Getting off the plane
Sunny as it can be
Hot!
No, HUMID!
People in the streets
Dancing,
Singing.
''Why are they so happy,
It's only Thanksgiving.
They act like it Christmas or something''
Getting off the last step,
People shoving.
''What? ! ''
(my father said)
''BROUGHT ME FOOD? ! ''
(one in the crowd shouted)
We didn't realize how poor they were
Other wise,
My father wouldn't have said:
''Go jump in the fire! ''
THE AIRPORT:
Dry,
Empty,
Putrid!
Make you want to commit suicide.
People looking,
Grown folks
Staring at you.
All of a sudden,
They believed in Santa Clause
Thinking that we were going to share
Our 4 Luggage with them
(Full of Turkey, Spaghetti, and ''Everything'')
My father looked at them with Murder in his eyes,
When one of them came forward to help him
Unload the luggage to feed to his six children.
(How could've daddy known?
The kids look like 6 ants
He hardly saw them.
Otherwise, he would've grab one of our
Young turkeys and give it to them.
But to bad it was to late.)
The Officers Rush them off.
''WHERE THE HECK IS A CAB WHEN YOU NEED ONE! ''
(daddy growled)
Standing outside for an Hour now.
He Can't figure out
Why 3 people are bunched-up on One bicycle,
Paying the 'front man'
''Ohhh! .......
He's the Taxi! ''
''WHERE IN THE HECK ARE WE? ! ''
(he looked around.)
Then my 4 year old brother saw a sign
Far, far away
And read:
''A-F-R-I-C-A''
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