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Monthly Archives: February 2007

Whooahooooohhhhhh ooohhhhhh ohhh

28-Feb-07

I am a Soca Warrior I say win or loose I am a fighter! I am a Soca Warrior I come tuh shine meh nationality brighter. Maximus Dan – Soca Warrior Up until this point. Up until we football make ah move, we had only one true national philosophy. This self-same ‘Carnival mentality’ we had [...]

Young and black in Babylondon: part deux

27-Feb-07

“I’m sorry, did you say you worked for the…?” An arched eyebrow, a quizzical look, a quick reappraisal of the dreadlocks, the accent (could she be American? perhaps Welsh?), the attitude, the general foreign-ness. “Oh! Well!” And so on, and such like. It’s not that I’m the only black person in the building, at these [...]

Young and black in Babylondon: part one

25-Feb-07

It wasn’t until I left Trinidad for much colder climes I discovered I was black. All my life I had been a so-called “red girl” – a racial hybrid with Indian, Caucasian, African and Chinese anscestors. Mixed, middle-class, prestigiously schooled and commensurately sheltered, I railed against the hyphenated identities adopted by Indo- or Afro- Trinbagonian [...]

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