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Biographies, autobiographies and memoirs about Caribbean people unwittingly carry the burden of history. So much has gone unrecorded, and academic histories tend to produce images of the broader landscape: sweeping statements about major events of an epoch. As useful as that is, it often glosses over the minutiae that add …

Of all the festive days in our calendar—and we have so many—the only one that has genuine significance for me is Old Year’s Day. Nothing to do with the expectations and hopes that accompany heralding a new year. I believe that every day is just 24 hours apart from another, …

Bob is dismantling the house where he grew up. These past few weeks, there have been sounds of construction—not the loud noises that come from my unconscionable neighbour’s welding business, but the muted clatter of galvanized sheets, and hammering. Before he began, Bob put a letter in the mailbox of …

Barbecues, cake stalls, car washes—common fund-raising strategies of communities and individuals trying to attain some goal. They don’t raise much, but it is an example of the way people can come together to do things for themselves. I am coming back to a subject I raised a couple weeks ago …

English colonialism has left a long and often miserable legacy. Cricket and tea have often been cited as the most positive contributions to its former colonies, but my interest today is not in exploring the quality of those exports. Something else triggered me. I was thinking of the impact of …

Around dusk, a couple weeks ago, as I was leaving the Massy supermarket in St Augustine, a group of maybe six young boys—I’d guess between eight and 12—were trooping around the car park soliciting donations. They approached me and said they were trying to raise funds for their football club. …

I have never liked mixed peel, those little cubes of candied fruit of red, green and yellow that are ubiquitous ornaments for all manner of sweet treats. As a child, I thought they were spiteful additions to sweet breads, coconut drops, fruit cakes and the like. I reasoned that they …

When I turned 18, I did two things that signified for me my coming of age. I opened a bank account, and I took out a life insurance policy. An agent of Colonial Life had come to our home pursuing our business. Convinced by his booming presence, and his knowledgeable, …

Alas, the mystery of Sabina Park’s name remains a matter of speculation. Three things are clear however. There was a woman named Sabina Park. There was a place called Sabina Park Pen, and Sabina Park is a Test ground in Jamaica.  The most probable explanation is that the ground was …

Sabina Park was a woman. More than that, she was a slave. More than that, she was an enslaved woman who took the life of her four-month-old son. At her trial in the Half Way Tree court, she admitted to the infanticide. The Crown witness relayed her complaint that “she …

Not since an army of bachacs stripped every leaf off a red-leaf ficus and a bird pepper plant overnight about 20 years ago, have I seen such complete decimation. The giant African snail has come to town in stealthy and voracious numbers, licking up agricultural lands and little home gardens …

Nearly 80 per cent of the people responding to a survey done by the Environmental Management Authority (EMA) said fireworks affected them negatively. Without knowing the extent of the survey, it is still a large and significant proportion.  Another of their surveys said the majority of the animals affected (60 …