Debate in the British Parliament reveals atrocities being committed against South Pacific islanders.
Like nine of every ten West Indians, including Mary Seacole and Bob Marley, I am the product of circumstances veiled in the Plymouth, Tobago tombstone memorialising “a mother without knowing it, and a wife without letting her husband know it.” The name, Scobie reveals my part-European ancestry from the time when most colonists in Tobago were Scottish. But I am from the mother continent, having descended from the Mossi of Burkina Faso in West Africa. I belong to a people blended in the Caribbean by Christianity, more than any other influence. I also belong to Seventh-day Adventism, easily the most fascinating influence in the last 130 years of Caribbean history. As a result, my autobiography intertwines intimately with centuries of blending, or hybridising in the Caribbean.