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Speedeet & Wilar: De Iguana Man

Fri, 08 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000

A Speedeet & Wilar Story

The iguana had been living in Miss Doreen’s mango tree for eleven days before Speedeet decided it was a problem that needed solving.

It was not, by any reasonable measure, Speedeet’s problem. The iguana was not in his yard. It was not eating his food. It had not, as far as anyone could confirm, done anything to anyone. It sat in the upper branches of Miss Doreen’s mango tree most of the day looking prehistoric and unbothered, which was, Wilar had pointed out, its legal right.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Glasses

Wed, 06 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every week, join two twelve-year-old friends from Pike Street, Kitty as they navigate life in Guyana.

Three days.

That was how long Wilar had walked past Speedeet on Pike Street without saying a single word. Not Actually. Not a sigh. Not even a look. Just his red glasses pointed straight ahead and his sneakers slapping the pavement like Speedeet wasn’t even there.

Three days was a long time on a street as small as Pike Street.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Great Mango War

Wed, 06 May 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every week, join two twelve-year-old friends from Pike Street, Kitty as they navigate life in Guyana.

The mango fell on Speedeet’s side of the fence.

Everybody on Pike Street knew this. Speedeet knew it. The mango knew it. Even the dog from number seven — who wasn’t involved and had no business in the matter — had watched it fall and walked away like a witness who didn’t want to testify.

Speedeet & Wilar: The Day the Street Stop Movin

Tue, 28 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Pike Street never quiet before.

Not in de morning when de radios fightin’ wid de pot-clangin’. Not in de afternoon when de football argument gettin’ louder dan de actual game. And definitely not in de evening when everybody somehow outside, even when dey ain’t got no reason to be there.

But today today is different.

Nothin'.

No vendor shoutin’. No engine revvin’. No music. Just stillness.

Speedeet notice it first. He standin’ at de corner, squintin’ down de road like de road just done somethin’ personal to him.

Speedeet & Wilar - The Mango Tree That Wouldn't Keep Quiet

Fri, 24 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet & Wilar: two boys, one friendship, Pike Street, Georgetown. Every Sunday.

De mango tree behind Miss Inez house was de tallest ting on de block. Older dan Miss Inez he rself, older dan Pike Street, probably older dan Independence. Every Sunday de branches heav y wid fruit and every Sunday dem boys on Pike Street had ideas about dat fruit.

Today it was Speedeet turn to have ideas.

“Wilar. You hear dat?”

Speedeet and Wilar: The Great Duckling Championship

Thu, 23 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

From de minute Wilar announce it, Pike Street know there wasn’t going be no peace.

“Dem hatching dis week,” Wilar say, standing like a man delivering national news. “My aunty duck sitting on twelve egg.”

Speedeet cut he eye. “You sure is twelve?”

“Was thirteen,” Wilar say. “One disappear.”

“Disappear how?”

Wilar shrug. “Duck business.”

From dat minute on, de two boys take up full-time duty as supervisor of de whole duck situation.

Speedeet & Wilar: The Sunday the Cricket Ball Went Over the Wall

Sun, 19 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

It was a Sunday morning in Bel Air, and the sun was already hot by the time Speedeet finished his porridge.

“Ma, can I go play cricket with Wilar?” he asked, already halfway to the door.

“You had your breakfast? You wash your plate?”

“Yes, Ma.”

“Go. But come back by twelve for church lunch.”

Speedeet was out the door before the screen could slam. Wilar was waiting on the corner by the coconut tree with his cricket bat the good one, the Mongoose bat his uncle brought from England and a brand-new tennis ball that he had been saving since Christmas.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Talent Show Disaster

Sun, 12 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

A Speedeet & Wilar Story

Wilar found out about the talent show the same way he found out about most of Speedeet’s plans after it was too late to stop them.

“I signed us up,” Speedeet said, appearing at the gate on a Tuesday morning with the expression of someone delivering excellent news.

Wilar looked up from his book. “Signed us up for what?”

“De school talent show. End of next week. We going to juggle.”

Speedeet & Wilar De Kite and de Corentyne River

Mon, 06 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet and Wilar two boys from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Every Sunday.

De argument start before dey even reach de seawall.

“A kite need a tail,” Wilar say. He was carrying de bamboo frame, holding it careful like it was something important. Which it was. Dey had spend two hours building it.

“A kite don’t need a tail,” Speedeet say. He was carrying de string and de extra plastic bag material. “A tail is just showing off.”

Speedeet & Wilar The Easter Kite

Mon, 06 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet & Wilar: two boys, one friendship, Pike Street, Georgetown. Every Sunday.

De kite string cut at exactly de wrong moment.

Speedeet had been holding it for forty-five minutes. His hand was cramping. De kite a big diamond-shape one he and Wilar had built from bamboo and plastic bag material de night before was flying good. Real good. Better than either of dem had expected.

Den de string cut.

Just so.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Day De Rain Come Down

Sun, 29 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000

A Speedeet & Wilar Story

De rain start Friday night and didn’t stop.

By Saturday morning, Pike Street was a river.

Not a deep river. Not a dangerous river. But enough water that Little Sanjay from down de road was already wading through it with he shorts hiked up, looking absolutely delighted.

Speedeet press he face against de window and watch him.

“Bai,” he say to Wilar, who was sitting at de kitchen table doing absolutely nothing dangerous, “you see what I see?”

Speedeet & Wilar: De Day De Kite Get Away

Tue, 24 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet and Wilar are two twelve-year-old best friends from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Their stories are pure adventure no politics, no current events, just the business of being twelve years old in Guyana.

DE DAY DE KITE GET AWAY

De kite was Speedeet idea.

Not de buying part he didn’t have enough money for dat but de BUILDING part. He had been saving newspaper and bamboo strips for two weeks, watching YouTube videos on he uncle phone when he uncle wasn’t looking, calculating angles.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Science Experiment

Thu, 19 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000

A Speedeet & Wilar Story

It started, as most things did, with Speedeet having an idea.

“Wilar.” He appeared at the gate with a plastic bag and an expression that Wilar had learned to treat as a warning. “You know how vinegar and baking soda does make dat explosion thing?”

Wilar looked up from his book. “It’s not an explosion. It’s a chemical reaction. Carbon dioxide gas is released when an acid meets a base, creating”

Speedeet & Wilar: De Newspaper Wha Close Down

Sun, 15 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet and Wilar are 12-year-old best friends from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Speedeet is Black, Wilar is East Indian. They get into adventures every Sunday.

Wilar was sitting on de front step reading something on he phone when Speedeet come running down Pike Street like he late fuh school.

“Yo! Wilar! You hear wha happen?”

Wilar look up slow. “Wha happen now? Somebody goat get loose again?”

“No, man! De newspaper close down! Stabroek News! Ma was reading it on she phone and she start crying!”

Speedeet & Wilar: The Biggest Ship in the Sea

Sun, 08 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet and Wilar are two 12-year-old best friends from Pike Street, Kitty, Georgetown. Every week they have an adventure that teaches them something new about Guyana.

The Biggest Ship in the Sea

The breeze was blowing strong off the Demerara River when Speedeet and Wilar parked their bicycles by the seawall and looked out at the brown water stretching toward the Atlantic.

“You know what out deh?” Speedeet said, pointing toward the horizon where the river met the ocean. “Way, way, way out deh?”

Speedeet & Wilar: De Mango Tree War

Mon, 02 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every Sunday, join two 12-year-old friends from Pike Street, Kitty as they navigate life in Guyana.

De Problem

Everybody on Pike Street know three tings:

One Speedeet mouth does move faster than he brain.

Two Wilar brain does move faster than he courage.

Three Miss Doreen julie mango tree produce de SWEETEST mango in all of Kitty. Maybe all of Georgetown. Maybe all of GUYANA.

And Miss Doreen know it too. Dat is why she does sit on she front porch from morning till night, rocking chair going squeak squeak squeak, watching dat tree like a security guard watching a jewelry store.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Mash Costume Crisis

Sun, 01 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every Sunday, Speedeet and Wilar from Pike Street, Kitty bring you a slice of life from two 12-year-old best friends. No politics just vibes, laughs, and Guyanese culture!

De Problem

Speedeet: Wilar. WILAR. Mash coming.

Wilar: Me know. Me hear de music truck testing last night. Me grandmother nearly call de police.

Speedeet: Bai, me mudda seh if me want to be in de Mash parade, me got to make me own costume. She seh she nah spending money on “foolishness.”

Speedeet & Wilar: De Chinese Restaurant Adventure

Tue, 27 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

🍜 DE CHINESE RESTAURANT ADVENTURE

A Speedeet & Wilar Story from Pike Street, Kitty

“Speedeet! SPEEDEET!”

Wilar come running down Pike Street like somebody chasing he with a cutlass. But he face wasn’t scared he face was EXCITED.

“Wha happen?” Speedeet look up from de marble game he was winning against Little Sanjay.

“Me uncle know de man who own de Chinese restaurant! De one next to Kitty Cinema church on Alexander Street!”

Speedeet & Wilar: De Hospital Cat Hunt

Tue, 20 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every Sunday, join two 12-year-old friends from Pike Street, Kitty as they navigate life in Guyana.

De Bad News

Friday Evening - Pike Street, Kitty

Speedeet burst through Wilar front gate like he running from a soucouyant.

Speedeet: WILAR! WILAR! BAI, COME QUICK!

Wilar: (mouth full of tennis roll) Wha happen? Who dead?

Speedeet: Nobody dead YET! But me brother Derek get BITE!

Wilar: Bite? By wha? Dog?

Speedeet: NAH bai! CARPET LABARIA!

Speedeet & Wilar: De Solar Panel Mix-Up

Mon, 19 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Every Sunday, join two 12-year-old friends as they navigate life in modern Guyana.

De Visitor from Rupununi

Speedeet: Bai! BAI! Guess who reach yesterday!

Wilar: Who? (mouth full of tennis roll)

Speedeet: Me cousin Derek from Lethem! He come to stay whole school vacation!

Wilar: De one wid de stories?

Speedeet: De SAME one! And bai, he got stories THIS time. You know de government give dem solar panels?

Wilar: Solar panels? Like wha TV does run on?

Speedeet & Wilar and the Mystery of the Missing Medical Records

Sun, 18 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Speedeet and Wilar were supposed to be watching the Women’s T20 match on TV. Guyana versus Jamaica, and Captain Campbelle was batting.

But then Speedeet’s phone buzzed.

“Nani need me go clinic with she,” Speedeet said, reading the message. “Blood pressure check.”

Wilar shrugged. “Match almost done anyway. We winning.”

They found Nani at the bus stop, clutching her patient card the worn folder that survived twenty years of clinic visits.

Speedeet & Wilar: De Mango Tree Incident

Thu, 15 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

De Problem

Speedeet: Bai, yuh see dat mango tree behind Mr. Chan shop?

Wilar: Which one? De Julie mango or de long mango?

Speedeet: De JULIE mango, man! De one wid de big big mango hanging over de fence. Dat mango deh deh looking at me every day when me pass, just BEGGING somebody fuh pick it.

Wilar: Speedeet, dah is Mr. Chan property. Yuh cyaan just

Speedeet: Who seh anything about JUST going and pick it? Me got a PLAN.