He came into the world meekly. He kept his eyes closed for a long time, listening to the voices around him. Then in the midst of the activity, he heard a voice he had heard many times before in the nine months he had developed in her womb.
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Fall From Grace
“Help stop prostitution! Gimme me a dollar.”
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Slave Ship
I noticed them as soon as I walked up the stairs to the second deck of the ship. She sat on the stairs that led to the third deck. A black woman with vacant eyes, set in a very ordinary, unsmiling face.
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Writing for Children
Writers of children’s books have the best job!
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Growing up West Indian
I so want my children to grow up West Indian With the carefree confidence of children who know the world belongs to them
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The Letter
Dear Mom and Dad, I am writing this letter because I finally understand my life.
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English as a Foreign Language
My children began their schooling in the United States. One afternoon, shortly after they moved here, I overheard them speaking about one of their friends and they mentioned that he or she spoke “Kittitian”.