The Bahamian Storyteller

She weaved her way through the vendors on the street with an effortless grace that belied her size. Her full softly swaying hips showed off her orange and blue floral cotton dress as she moved purposefully to The Straw Market to begin her day selling the woven baskets her family made...

My Early Education

“Pay attention, boy! Look at me when I'm talkin' to you,” Daddy said as he slapped the chair arm with the belt from his pants. “I don't wanna hear no more talk about going to school. You eat and sleep here so's now it's time you pull your weight.”

Choices and Limitations

I look at my life now and see twists and turns my journey has taken due to the choices I made along the way. There were times that I thought just to stop and not go further for the present was too painful. Then the road would open, and I could see a better tomorrow a little further up the path.