conversation. Three friends. Each with a distinct personality. Anna is the
health fanatic who believes broccoli saves lives.
is the bohemian, curious, wanting to be free, hating to be hemmed in.
is the pragmatist, the woman with eyes like a wide roving lens, taking in
countries, history, many cultures into context.
are gathered around a table drinking coffee.
You know they stole my car? I left it for 15 minutes in the Long Circular
Mall car park. When I got back it was gone. When police checked the video
from the security cameras the film was spoiled the minute I left the car
canít even trust security anymore. I work in the mall. Now I donít
even feel safe here. My uncle was kidnapped. I used to love shopping
downtown but since the 100 crimes a day on Charlotte street report Iíve
feel trapped. Iím thinking of migrating.
rolled down her face).
Letís not play the crying game today. Once youíre healthy nothing
matters. Focus on the living game. I used to be fat. My stomach rolled
around my jeans. I lived for food, burgers, fries, Kentucky, doughnuts,
a doctor told me that I was using food to deal with emotional problems. If
I was sad, worried, unhappy, I ate. Then I hated myself. I hated how I
looked. So I ate more. What changed me was the dying.
family, my friends. They died because their hearts were clogged with
saturated fat and their kidneys failed, and wounds didnít heal because
they wouldnít stop drinking soft drinks, eating butter.
died because they didnít eat broccoli, which is full of calcium and
vitamin C. I didnít want to die. Now Iíve discovered running,
in the open and my body feels like it did when I was 15, strong and
flexible. Thereís nothing like the feeling of running into the sunrise
in the morning.
champagne can equal that.
How can you think of champagne, and running wild and free when the world
around you is collapsing Anna?.
you Nishka, how can you think of migrating? Look after 9/11 and the recent
bombings in London every immigrant in Europe and America is at risk.
an innocent Brazilian can get gunned down now, who are we? We all look
like terrorists to them. Bush is stupid. For every terrorist he hunts down
there are a thousand more crawling out. He and the British should have
thought of the foreign policy that supplied arms to the people attacking
Europe and America now.
must have some fall out. Anyway how could we claim we have roots in Africa
when we donít care about the famine, drought, bad harvests, raging in
Ethiopia, Zimbabwe, Malawi, Eritrea and Zambia, where 15 million are dying
Stop. I want to experience a sense of wonder instead of wondering when I
will be robbed or murdered. I want my people to develop their potential,
Trinidad, if you talk about anything other than steel pan, chutney or
Carnival you are irrelevant because you tink Trinis care bout that? But we
need to stop the bleeding. Our young people are emerging illiterate in
thousands, tertiary education beyond them. We are creating half made
people who learn to wine and shoot before they learn to read.
fill their blank states with fake BGís, fake Madonnaís celebrity bling
bling. As decedents of many continents our children are entitled to the
worlds great literature, art, academia. Walcott and Einstein before
Nishka, a life, potential doesnít disappear because you have to live
behind locked doors.
if you feel so strongly, why not act? Go teach. The only thing to save us
now is vegetables.