In the words of Christopher Martin, “any man can be a father but it takes a special man to be a daddy”.  I couldn’t have agreed more with his statement.  In Jamaica, you will often hear a lady state that her child has no father instead he/she has a sperm donor.  The reality is he/she does have a father, what is absent is a daddy.  Check the first few words that a child will utter, it’s going to be da which duplicates into da da then eventually daddy.  I have never heard the sequence, fa to fa fa then to father.  There, you have heard it from the baby’s mouth that a daddy supersedes a father. In my previous entry I spoke of the fact that Eistein got his formula wrong and it seems like people have been getting there definitive statements inaccurate for a while now.  Growing up, I always here that for every positive there is a negative.  The only place I tend to observe this as always true is on batteries with the polar points.  However, life is not a battery and things will not always follow such a mantra; my father is living proof of that.  My mother was a positive and so was my father, I guess such a combination is rare.

I grew up knowing a father who was like no other. He ensured that life was easy for me and my sisters and he did such a great job that when I became older and learnt that life was not as easy as it seemed, I realized how much of a magician he was.   There was never a dull moment with him, the only time I saw my father upset was when it was directed at me.  Now I can understand why, because I was no saint growing up.  But the reality is, regardless of how many times he was upset with me, they were all short-lived and no matter how upset I was at him for scolding me, I would always be happy in my state of sulking.  Pops got me to enjoy and appreciate the small things in life, from eating an entire loaf of bread in one sitting to adding a jug of juice to complement.  These are the little things that you will always cherish and remember because to date, two slices of bread will never suffice 🙂

Title: Just Like You

Artiste: Christopher Martin

Riddim: Intransit

Year: 2013

INTRO

Fi mi daddy

 

VERSE 1

Went for a walk just the other day

With my daddy right beside of mi

Said son what you wanna be when you grow up

I doh wanna be no police

Cause crime is getting out a hand

No lawyer, no fireman

He said what you wanna be then

 

CHORUS

Just like you

Mi never ever see you diss my mommy

Take care a mi youth like how you take care a mi

That’s who I wanna be

Just like you yeaah

Nuff youth doh know dem daddy

Thank God mi know mine and him take care a mi

Daddy yu a mi general

VERSE 2

Bow!

Mi buss a blank fi mi daddy

From di day mi born he’s always been there for me

Through the ups and downs

You know you’ve always been around

So every day mi show you love

And not just fathers’ day alone

Eh, daddy mek mi tell you straight

I know Mandela and Obama great

But in my life you are my Head of State

CHORUS

Just like you

Always see yu kiss my mommy

Hug up and squeeze and caress my mommy

That’s who I wanna be

Just like you yeaah

Nuff youth doh know dem daddy

Thank God mi know mine and him take care a mi

Daddy yu a mi general

VERSE 3

Oh, Genie husband yu a don

From me a likle youth now mi tun a big man

Yu ever teach me right so no you never lead mi wrong

Teach me how fi love respect and treat a good woman

Mommy says she sees you when she sees my face

She smiles so there is no disgrace

Your love will turn a happy place

So I got to say

CHORUS

I wanna be like you

Treat my girl like you treat my mommy

Kill her with love but doh abuse har body

That’s who I wanna be

Just like you yeah

Nuff youth doh know dem daddy

Thank God mi know mine and him take care a mi

Daddy yu a mi general

BRIDGE

I couldn’t sing another song for you

Realest thing from my heart you know it’s true

Daddy, I want my son to grow up and be just like you

I wouldn’t want it no other way

Just like youuuu

Like you daddy

I want him to grow up and be just like you (daddy you a mi general)

CHORUS

Just like you

Mi never ever see you diss my mommy

Take care a mi youth like how you take care a mi

That’s who I wanna be

Just like you yeaah

Nuff youth doh know dem daddy

Thank God mi know mine and him take care a mi

Daddy yu a mi general

INSTRUMENTAL UNTIL SONG ENDS

There was a moment in my life that I would see daddy only on weekends because of work but when weekends arrived, they would seem like seven day weekends.  There were few sad moments around pops and anyone who knew him would echo the same sentiment.  The long hours chatting, laughing and learning were some of my best moments with him.  His sense of humour was unmatched.  I tried to be everything like he was and I think the only thing I have given up on perfecting is his impeccable penmanship.  The greatest trait my father possessed was his constant effort of putting people before himself; everyone knew that about BJ.  Writing at this moment, I have to choose from a catalogue of memories filed inside the vault and believe me when I say this is a difficult task.  However, if I must, I would have to choose my days of living with him when going to university.  There was no prouder father than him and he would let you know, not always by way of words but even so you could not miss the gesture and the message behind his actions.  I remember on Sundays, he would wake me and tell me to go shower and by the time I was finish breakfast was ready.  When I was done, he would prepare my personal space where I would sit for the entire day and study and I would not need to move because he was my personal butler and chef and if he had to work, I knew for sure that things were in order for my comfort.  The day I moved to live on campus was one of the saddest days around him because it was one of the few times I saw him cry, I did not want to leave but he would not have it.  In his mind, he thought I would be happier there and that made him happy so regardless of how difficult it was for me, I had to preserve his happiness.  While on campus, I would get my dinner as usual, I had to tell him to take dinner when he could instead of pressuring himself but you know how stubborn January people are, that was daddy.

In closing the vault, I cannot help but feel sad for those who have never gotten the chance of experiencing what it really felt like to have a daddy and to experience the joys and happiness that it brought.  I don’t doubt for a minute that those mothers did an exceptional job of being a single parent but feeling the care of a father is bliss.  Fathers play a pivotal role in a child’s upbringing and when they are there because they want to be, the memories are that much more special.  So to all the real fathers, THE GENERALS, I salute you in this your month and when your day comes, I say Happy Fathers’ Day.

Title: Real Fathers

Artiste: Jamiel

Riddim: Devotion

Year: 2014

 

VERSE 1

Before me creep and know how fi walk

Teach mi a few words when mi no know how fi talk

Couldn’t explain myself mi just know how fi bawl

Yu de beside mi throughout this all

So mi haffi salute you daddy

Yu show what a father is

Yu never lef when di belly a mi mother big

When yu a plan yu think bout mi future to

When nuff no have youth dem talk a bag a good things dem wuda do

But yu see when the child born

Him never tek di bicycle ride gone

Fi mummy no see him again

Him know bout school and all mi teacher dem

CHORUS

Mi say mi respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

Yeah, my respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

VERSE 2

And every Christmas and every birthday

Still a get a gift even when it’s the worse day

I remember seeing pictures of my first cake

Yu call mi winner even when I’m not the first place

Yu teach mi fi count

Yu no easy fi doubt

Yu believe ina mi

Yu really support

Yu tell me sky is the limit

Yu tell me reach fi di clouds

CHORUS

Mi say mi respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

Yeah, my respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

VERSE 3

How di daughter fi born

Father quit

Hear say she sick

Nah visit

Years after she get a scholarship

Pity yu never know

A karma this

That’s my girl you proud fi say

The sound she state that was the only way

Har life never sweet like honey from no hive

Nuff no know how dem youth survive

CHORUS

Mi say mi respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

My  respect goes out

To di real father dem

Yu see everything you did for me

Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy

 

Repeat Verse 1

Before me creep and know how fi walk

Teach mi a few words when mi no know how fi talk

Couldn’t explain myself mi just know how fi bawl

Yu de beside mi throughout this all

So mi haffi salute you daddy

Yu show what a father is

Yu never lef when di belly a mi mother big

SONG ENDS

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