As a youngster, my granny and her companion had a bookcase at the house in Victory Street, Arima, Trinidad. It was typically locked, but one day, I hungered of acquiring the volumes of the mini assortment of publications stashed within. This is the story of the favourite books by my bed.
While growing up in Mayaro, my grandparents neighbour was a welder by trade. His children frequently used to bus carbide during the holiday season.
We all need to stand up. Racial equity starts with you; today and the next day until the constructed systemic apparatus of racism is dismantled. All lives don’t matter, until Black Lives Matter! We all have to learn to become Anti-Racist.
Recently I was asked to speak at two company events where over five thousand participants joined via a Zoom conference. I was afraid.
The abominable Whe-Whe is in full operation for many weeks in the Chinese quarter (Upper French Street) of Port-of-Spain, Trinidad.