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Speedeet & Wilar — De Kite and de Corentyne River

Speedeet & Wilar

Speedeet and Wilar — two boys from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Every Sunday.


De argument start before dey even reach de seawall.

“A kite need a tail,” Wilar say. He was carrying de bamboo frame, holding it careful like it was something important. Which it was. Dey had spend two hours building it.

“A kite don’t need a tail,” Speedeet say. He was carrying de string and de extra plastic bag material. “A tail is just showing off.”

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Speedeet & Wilar — The Easter Kite

Speedeet & Wilar

Speedeet & Wilar: two boys, one friendship, Pike Street, Georgetown. Every Sunday.


De kite string cut at exactly de wrong moment.

Speedeet had been holding it for forty-five minutes. His hand was cramping. De kite — a big diamond-shape one he and Wilar had built from bamboo and plastic bag material de night before — was flying good. Real good. Better than either of dem had expected.

Den de string cut.

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