Every Sunday, Speedeet and Wilar from Pike Street, Kitty bring you a slice of life from two 12-year-old best friends. No politics â just vibes, laughs, and Guyanese culture! ðŽðū
ð De Problem
Speedeet: Wilar. WILAR. Mash coming.
Wilar: Me know. Me hear de music truck testing last night. Me grandmother nearly call de police.
Speedeet: Bai, me mudda seh if me want to be in de Mash parade, me got to make me own costume. She seh she nah spending money on “foolishness.”
Wilar: Same ting me fadda seh! He seh, “When I was yuh age, we use to make costume from newspaper and still look good.”
Speedeet: Newspaper?! Bai, me nah walking down de road wearing de Kaieteur News!
Wilar: (laughing) Imagine â yuh walking in de parade and people reading yuh costume. “Hold on, lemme see what on he back… oh, de obituary section!”
Speedeet: Me done. Me nah doing newspaper.
ðŠķ De Plan
Wilar: Okay, okay. Me got a plan. We does see dem big Mash costumes with de feathers and de sparkle, right?
Speedeet: Yeah, but dem costume cost like fifty thousand dollars. We got fifty CENTS between us.
Wilar: Dat is why we improvise. Listen â Miss Sharma next door got a whole clothesline full of bright colour clothes. She got feathers from she pillow that burst last week. And me grandmother got glitter from Christmas that she hiding in a tin.
Speedeet: (suspicious) Yuh want we to TIEF Miss Sharma feathers?
Wilar: NOT tief! BORROW. We guh ask she nice nice.
Speedeet: Miss Sharma don’t lend NOTHING nice nice. Last time me ask she fuh a mango from she tree, she chase me with a broom.
Wilar: Dat is because yuh didn’t ASK â yuh was already in de tree when she come outside!
Speedeet: Details, details.
ðĻ De Construction
Wilar: Aight, so here de full plan. We take old t-shirts, cut dem up, sew on feathers from de burst pillow â
Speedeet: Who sewing? YOU cyaan sew. ME cyaan sew.
Wilar: We use GLUE.
Speedeet: Glue?
Wilar: Glue gun. Me cousin Ravi got one. He use it fuh everything. He glue he shoe back together last month.
Speedeet: And de shoe hold?
Wilar: (pause) …it hold fuh two days.
Speedeet: TWO DAYS?! Wilar, de parade is like six HOURS. Me nah want me costume falling apart on Vlissengen Road in front of everybody!
Wilar: It guh hold! We guh use EXTRA glue.
Speedeet: Famous last words.
ð De Rehearsal
Wilar: Okay, put on de headpiece.
Speedeet: (puts it on) How me look?
Wilar: (long pause)
Speedeet: Wilar. How. Me. Look.
Wilar: Yuh look like… a chicken dat got in a fight with a Christmas tree.
Speedeet: DAT IS NOT WHAT ME WAS GOING FOR!
Wilar: Hold on, hold on â lemme adjust de feathers. (pulls one)
Speedeet: OW! Dat was me HAIR!
Wilar: Sorry! De glue stick to everything!
Speedeet: Me head burning! De glue HOT!
Wilar: Stop moving! Yuh making it worse!
Speedeet: (running around) GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
ð De Decision
Wilar: (after the chaos) Okay so… maybe we skip de costume ting.
Speedeet: YA THINK?!
Wilar: We could just go watch de parade instead. Stand on de side. Eat doubles. Drink juice.
Speedeet: NOW yuh talking sense. Dat was de plan from de start.
Wilar: But we would have looked AMAZING.
Speedeet: We would have looked like de before picture in a “what not to wear” poster.
Wilar: (grinning) At least we tried.
Speedeet: (touching he head) Me head STILL sticky from de glue.
Wilar: Coconut oil. Me grandmother swear by it.
Speedeet: Yuh grandmother got solution fuh everything EXCEPT how to keep she grandson out of trouble.
Wilar: True. Me she biggest project.
Next week: Speedeet and Wilar discover that Budget 2026 means new things for their school, but they’re more concerned about whether the new cafeteria will finally have good food.
Speedeet & Wilar are two 12-year-old best friends from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Speedeet is Black, Wilar is East Indian. Dem commentary is just fuh laughs â no politics, just life through young Guyanese eyes! ðŽðū