Dave to Daveena

Dave to Daveena.

Y-o-w-n, open mouth, shrugging shoulders with a long stretch, stretching both arms upwards up on the air, y-y--e-e woke up, feeling as usual unexplainable -tired and in strange mood, got up, shaken up to forget about stepfathers cruelty, takes his-hers feeling as normal tiredness, acting dramatic like walked upstairs and from the cupboard pulled the pink crop-cross- back mini dressy, pulled over the head, swang side to side around front to back looking in the mirror, murmuring;

"you woke up as someone else, Dav-i", and heshe went on, put on the pink trainers and walked out of the house, with the white fury dog, swinging the hip with the dress, holding on dog lead on left hand.

Fay, the narrator!! As an enormous shadow over-watching like a cine of matrix, talking aloud to her self, "heshe is quick! unlike my Dilly's

"duration of 1 long minute", "

1 minute duration takes whole morning as from sunrises on the horizon, air heats up, sun rays blaze into full beam, continues to sun moves and stands right on top of head, makes the shadow fall under one's own feet, mum like the shadow cine matrix pacing up and down, flipping the flip - flops off the feet and sliding back on, the clock strikes 12.00, from mum's annoyed hiss sound echoes up;

"how long more" ?

Dilly's counter shouts comes back bouncing down

"1 minute I told you".

"Oh!" Fay looks again.

"Hello" said Man, in short from Manjit who lives 5 door down the road walking back with a bottle of milk and pitta bread packet on his hand.

"Hiiie" replied heshe,.

"Whatt was you said name is" semi-question like,.

"Daviienaa" replied shehe.

"Oh-yeah yeah" he imposed as if he remembered. Walked off, murmuring quietly " strange nowadays way things happening!!! still donno boy or a girl"! "What a lunatic" criticised retired Simon walking passed, he lives only few door down on the same street. Asma pushing her child in the pushchair doesn't even likes to look at he-she, she walks off facing away.

"Cool man" says Puja, walking down to her tattoo shop down the rd, in short ripped and poached-up track pants and dangling crop top, the House of Frasers fashion brand.

"Byee byeeee" said heshe in soft- flat and in gentle voice.

"Uhpps" he-she quickly pulled the dress corner out of digs mouth and held it down with right hand, dog bit on and pulled on his pink dress caused it to flipped up exposing his pair of Simpsons boxers beneath, adding more to the confusion of Dave or Daveena.

"Humorous or is it right of free will of choice versus stereotyping" Fay, in cine matrix portray, balancing her own thinking!!!

"Such a sweet person, so gentle and is suffering also" Fay avoiding being bias, quickly had ponder on, blinking eye lids up and down in her imagination on the cine matrix like background posture in portray.

"Life in UK turned into Fictionalised kind," while having an overall cine vision and uttered Fay quietly, there Jeremy on the Breakfast show talking with Ben Habib, about a Dave and Davina police involved in the case.

"Aha! It makes Fantastic fictionalised topic of discussion suits well in the Theme Writing," sighed Fay, that the  "Nice and Cuddly, the humanity" the story of contemporary society of acceptance; society and law accepted. By law allowed or Legalized the gender change, lgbt the extraordinary trendy fashion and fancy of gender change, had became an accepted norm already in UK and Europe.

"Ludicrous provision". Uttered Jeremy, "economic properties", "security" moaned Ben Habib. "Unbelievably change about Bournemouth, and change of culture ", exchanges with "culture and change, value system pulled out of the beneath our feet, community common culture" Ben Habib assertively uttered. Then Jeremy stretches "needs to make UK less attractive".

Oh Monday morning Breakfast show monologue Fay, wondered, how are they about to make UK less attractive ? Wondered Fay:

Closed eyes and slipped into a quick thought of;

"the tips, rubbish flying around, birds and foxes', dogs and horses fouls are left around about? Aa"aa'eeaa! Aaae! Ya'akk! Oh no!"

Fay shaken head of, and shrugged her shoulder blades, rolled around flipping eyes!

Ben Habib goes on moaning more on political change or wrong change, "detriment" he utter. , " victim good dependency", he continued. Jeremy goes on to different topic adds on radicles Green party, agreed strongly by Ben Habib, goes back to the topic of parenting versus the government interference and teenagers behavioural risk attitude. It sounds all bizarre jumping from. topics to out of and into other political to social and family incidental news! Whinged Fay!!

Fay continued talking to herself, "Society changed to such an extreme, talk, language and ways of discussion changed drastically, of course."

And continued ;

"As well as topic discussion language and words changed or words added in with the change in society, and so these two prominent well known men, Jeremy and Ben do talk still in high-speed, fast speech, high pitch. Like Original, old days manly."

"They are aged aren't they?" Fay questioned to herself carried on "the teenagers nowadays days often seems to talk in soft - mild - flat sounded voice, in short cut."

Back to about Fay's story of Dave to Daveena, Fay had a little though about, as Ben Habib says, it was on the Radio speech there are two identities created, involved in police case. In Fay's story;

Dave goes to sleep after broken into a vehicle, damaged the interior of the car, not to steal money or anything like that not even stealing the car itinerary, just pure vandalism under order, Dave was paid to do so.

Dave broke the car driver side glass and poked with a kitchen knife on the seats, and messed the gear box leaver, went back to Wasim said "i-di-it".

"good, here you go, twenyquid" Wasim gave a note to Dave.

"Why ugot me your brohper's car mess up" asked heshe,.

" cos he won't let me drive -i m'an ina".

"But Wasim yucant drive",.

"So'wha? I wanno I phaid".

"But where ugot toeny quid from m'an?"

"From brohper's wallet m'an".

Heh'eh heh'eh heh'eh!!!! Giggled heshe.

Ehe'he he'ehhh he'hhh !! giggles Wasim echoed high.

Walking under the dim street light Dave in gey truck-pants and white t-shirt kicking the can on the street walked back into the house punched on the sofa back, wobbling, wiggling with the game controller on his hand and fell asleep, played on play station, drink cup on the floor, fell asleep hanging half body down on the sofa, legs split across.

As usual, woke up to slaps and kicks, wobbling murmuring oh no! Dave a soft spoken gentle lad takes a lot of harshness from his-hers step-father always, as self-help heshe him-herself shakes out of the cruelty- misery, roll on him-herself into laughing-stock, and find laughter to bask into to scape the misery of harsh reality.

Author Dr Fatema Miah (Raby).