FOR normal people in relationships, the five love languages are words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch, acts of service and giving gifts. For the Jamaican man this is a little different, and the women below share the, well, interesting ways their partners show them love.
My husband will bring me grater cake and gizzadas after an argument. It's his way of apologising, because he will never, ever say sorry to my face. He's a macho type of man, maybe a bit narcissistic too, but gifts are his way of saying sorry, and showing love. He knows I have a sweet tooth, so whenever I see him bring these, I know he's contrite. I wish he was the type that we would just sit and talk like normal couples, but I have to rely on a grater cake to make me feel better.
My hubby will say how my body still looks good after all these years and how I have the 'glammity', and he's loud and embarrassing, but what can I do? He's a taxi driver so he's exposed to all sorts of things on the streets, so me, with my Christian self, have to sit there and listen to my husband tell me how he wants me to bite him in his chest, and some other things about grabbing me like a bench press and other embarrassing stuff.
He says he wants to 'dash weh' the contraceptives and "inject" me with another baby because I make nice kids — never mind that we can barely afford the one we have; he thinks it's a turn-on to brag about unprotected sex and having children, like they're trophies.
He has the flirting game down to a T, there's never a dull moment on the house. From commenting about how I look in my shorts, to quoting Kartel like Shakespeare, I'm always smiling because he makes me know how much he adores me.
When I met him he was so ignorant — he was not into certain things and would be using some retarded language like saying 'gyalchester' for Manchester, not saying the number two, and saying certain things were against his beliefs. Well, I guess he's now deep in love, because this man has totally changed, even doing things in the intimate space that I never asked him to do. He is now a renaissance man, open to everything, and more educated in his language. And all that happened was that I treated him as an equal, and countered his silly arguments with facts, and made him think.