The Story of Lucky The Chicken...
Lucky Sitting On Mashops Head Top
When I got to Little Bay one beautiful Feburary day, so happy to be back in Jamaica out of the cold of the dead of winter, one of the first things I noticed was a little baby chicken running around the yard and around the bar at Uncle Sams, all by his lonesome..
It struck me as a little strange as I figured if Sam was going to start raising his own chickens he would have more than just ONE! So, of course I asked. "Sam, tell me about the chicken, there must be a story".
Sure nuff, there is one!
Someone carried a box to Sams one night that contained a chicken and a snake, the chicken was intended as snake food, but the snake had other ideas. Did I mention that the box was cardboard? The box with the snake was left to sit overnight and in the morning it was discovered that the snake had a different plan that didn't include chicken for dinner. The snake has escaped, leaving one little chicken sitting in the box.
I named him LUCKY.
Lucky soon became a spoiled pet chicken with a bed in the birdcage in the corner of the bar, and each evening at about 5:30pm, Lucky would begin running around peeping excitedly as it was his bedtime and he wanted someone to lift him up into the cage so he could go to sleep.
One day however, Sam decided Lucky was getting too big to be sleeping in the bar but Lucky had other ideas, he was becoming a reggae party chicken. We put him to bed in the trees over and over, and he just he kept jumping out and running peeping wildly into the bar, he wanted his little cage! He did find it suitable to be sitting on Mashops head though, he must have liked his dreads for a bed.
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We won the battle though, lucky is now growing into a big pet chicken and sleeping in the tree outside the bar contentedly in a cardboard box.
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This story is dedicated in the memory of Lucky for he has since disappeared.
Stephanie
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