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I left my native Barbados at age 8 on October the 16th 1965. My Gran who raised me and four other siblings were very unhappy on that day. Her comments has stayed with me a my life.
"I know you all got to go and meet your mother in England but you all will never be happy. I know". She did have psychic abilities, Bless her. Yes, she was right. We all had the worst childhood in Britain any children could imagine.
![]() Correspondence on proposals to recruit large numbers of West Indian workers to ease unemployment in the Caribbean and deal with labour shortages in some British industries. Catalogue Reference: () LAB8/1571 |
Schooling in Highbury Quadrant Junior Mixed School was average compared to Barbados, and my best tachers all left at the end of the year. Then, after moving to Croyland Road Infant school, Edmonton (at age 9 years plus) life was still crazy but one teacher showed and interest in my writing (English) and encouraged me to express myself through my stories. In 1996, after working in various managerial jobs and travelling around USA in the 1980s, I went to University in South West London. In 2001, I graduated with a well earned degree in Education and English. Today, I spend hours supporting my three children whom I am very proud of. I am waiting to find permanent or part-time employment, in order to fund a MA in Education and Early Childhood studies. I don't regret coming to England in the least. I have not yet been back to Barbados either. As a mother of three, I am always hard up for cash due to children's needs and bills. But I am very happy. My eldest sister went back to Bardados in the 1980s and is also very happy. The other siblings and my younger sister who we met here in England (1965), go to and from Barbados frquently. I still have that journey to make. I dedicate this piece of work to my children, brother, and sisters, but most of all to Gran (Viola Bowen), Ta (Grandad, Christopher Griffiths), Uncle (Durant Boyce), Aunt (Freda Boyce), and my mother Ina. May God Bless and keep them safe wheresoever they may be. Amen. |
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