👑 "How ‘Call Me Queen’ Became My Rain-Dodging Royal Title"

A PlayTimeStitches.com Story

🌧️ The Setup: A Jamaican Adventure

"Yesterday, I had a 4 PM appointment with the JP (Justice of the Peace), and two villagers were supposed to join me. But as I left my house, the sky turned dark—classic Jamaican ‘bout to pour down’ energy. By the time I reached the meeting spot? ‘Oh, rain coming—mi nuh have umbrella! Mi cyaa go out!’ So, off I went alone."

☔ The Miracle (or Perfect Timing)

• 42 Seconds After Sitting Down: The heavens opened. Rain hammered the roof while I waited (because of course, a "4 PM appointment" really means 4:20 PM in Jamaican Time™).

• The Walk Back: By the time business was done? Sunshine. Not a drop on me. When I returned to the villagers, they stared like I’d performed sorcery: ‘But how yuh nuh wet?!’

👸 The Birth of a Queen

"So I said it with my whole chest: ‘Di rain fraid a mi.’ (The rain is afraid of me.) Cue pandemonium—laughter, disbelief, the works. Then, as they saved my number, I casually dropped: ‘Call me Queen.’ Because if the rain flees before me… why shouldn’t I claim the title?"

🎀 Why This Needed to Be a Blog

1. Jamaican Magic Realism: "Where else do weather and wit collide so perfectly?"

2. Village Chronicles: "These are the moments that become legend—next year, they’ll say ‘Remember when di rain bow to har?’"

3. PlayTime Stitches Flair: "Tie it to Bratz dolls (who also command respect) or Polly Pockets (tiny rulers of tiny worlds)."