Info: December 17, 2007 Posted by: Leon 22 comments

punkie.jpgHello everyone. Back from my vacation. And not white sand beach, Bermuda shorts, Pina Colada vacation. Just a long break. My exams ended last week Tuesday, and since then I just took a break from everything except breathing, eating and sleeping. Now I’m feeling refreshed. But I return on not such a happy note. A former classmate of mine, Dee-Andrea Morris, a.k.a. “Punkie” , died over the weekend. She was killed at her front gate in Papine while talking to some friends. I post this in tribute of her, so that she may never be forgotten. I heard the news Saturday night, but I ignored it. The words “Papine,” “UTech” and “student” caught my attention, but I tuned the rest of the story out. It couldn’t possibly be someone I know right? Only when talking to another former classmate of mine did I find out the horrible truth.

I found it hard to sleep that night. Images of her face flashed across my mind, and I would imagine the horrible incident that led to her death. I would imagine arriving in the nick of time to save her, and taking out the guy responsible. All psychological balm to soothe the pain I was feeling. Now don’t get me wrong. She wasn’t a close friend. We didn’t hang out in the same social circle. Heck, I barely knew her last name, so up to now I haven’t even shed a tear. In fact, I’m surprised as to how well I’m taking it. But her passing has caused me to reconsider my own life. She was 21, exactly my age. What if it was me? What would people say of Leon Robinson? What kind of legacy would I leave behind? I think about it and the answer does not please me. The so-called “crises” in my life seem trivial now.

After writing about how the crime monster has claimed our nation’s finest, it now hits close to home. Truly, no one is immune. I remember the last time I spoke to her. It was during exams. The usual “hi, bye” acquaintances would share. Little did I know that would be the last time I saw her. Moral: Don’t take anyone for granted. I’m a bundle of emotions right now. I’m angry because this criminal will probably get away with it because of Jamaica’s shoddy and corrupt law enforcement and that someone who was trying to walk the straight and narrow path was taken out by some trigger happy punk. I’m sad (for obvious reasons) and because her death was so meaningless. Yet, I’m strangely happy for having the privilege of knowing her. R.I.P. Punkie. We’ll miss you.

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