October312013
As Black History Month 2013 draws to a close I wanted to share a little of my own ‘her-story’….. 
A curious nature was instilled from early on by the people in this picture. My aunt was a university lecturer in Nigeria for years and at 5 years old that just seemed like the best thing in the world. I walked around her home and saw what seemed like trillions of books!! 
After I finished bawling at the fact I had to wear these strange clothes, and how tight my hair was pulled, I went on a tour of this HUGE ‘school’. I promised myself that one day I would go somewhere like this.

My Grandmother came from Guyana to the UK in 1964 and inspired us as a family to learn, read, talk, listen & explore. We would sit on the bus together and she would ask me to read the adverts on the side before I would pull the high horizontal string that was the bell (#tbt) I remember one man complimenting me on my reading and I was chuffed! BEAMING! We have to do the same for our children. We have to let them know how talented, amazing and unique they are. Reading, writing, languages, sports, the arts, music…. Encourage them to excel! They will get bits and pieces of watered down information in school….. Encourage them to be inquisitive….. To ask for more than what they are told! Let them journal, script, draw, blog, annotate, sing, speak SHOUT about your story while creating their own…..  and most of all, remind them to dream BIG!!! 

And let us all remember that whether you’re 9, 29 or 99…. We can all still learn. Who thought I could learn so much through an instagram obsession? πŸ˜‰

We all know that Black History should span throughout the curriculum and not just be left to one month a year but we can all make sure it lasts all year round!! It’s been big!!! ✨🌟✨🌟

"Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world." - Nelson Mandela 


#bhm2013 #teachouryouth #readtoachieve #truth #inspiration #aspiretogreatness #beallyoucanbe #reachforthestars #pride #love #history #herstory

As Black History Month 2013 draws to a close I wanted to share a little of my own ‘her-story’…..
A curious nature was instilled from early on by the people in this picture. My aunt was a university lecturer in Nigeria for years and at 5 years old that just seemed like the best thing in the world. I walked around her home and saw what seemed like trillions of books!!
After I finished bawling at the fact I had to wear these strange clothes, and how tight my hair was pulled, I went on a tour of this HUGE ‘school’. I promised myself that one day I would go somewhere like this.

My Grandmother came from Guyana to the UK in 1964 and inspired us as a family to learn, read, talk, listen & explore. We would sit on the bus together and she would ask me to read the adverts on the side before I would pull the high horizontal string that was the bell (#tbt) I remember one man complimenting me on my reading and I was chuffed! BEAMING! We have to do the same for our children. We have to let them know how talented, amazing and unique they are. Reading, writing, languages, sports, the arts, music…. Encourage them to excel! They will get bits and pieces of watered down information in school….. Encourage them to be inquisitive….. To ask for more than what they are told! Let them journal, script, draw, blog, annotate, sing, speak SHOUT about your story while creating their own….. and most of all, remind them to dream BIG!!!

And let us all remember that whether you’re 9, 29 or 99…. We can all still learn. Who thought I could learn so much through an instagram obsession? πŸ˜‰

We all know that Black History should span throughout the curriculum and not just be left to one month a year but we can all make sure it lasts all year round!! It’s been big!!! ✨🌟✨🌟

"Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world." - Nelson Mandela


#bhm2013 #teachouryouth #readtoachieve #truth #inspiration #aspiretogreatness #beallyoucanbe #reachforthestars #pride #love #history #herstory

October152013

BHM 2013

I decided at the beginning of October to do something quite small for Black History Month. The past few years I’ve worked in schools so I’ve been able to do plays, events, assemblies and displays but this year felt empty. Deciding to add a picture with a small piece to my instagram/facebook on a daily basis has left me with two observations….

1. Some of us who can be very quick to like the soca photos or the running photos or the funny quotes seem to be very quiet when it comes to issues of sharing culture, history and knowledge.
A young boy said to me the other day that he only reads his book at home - on the train he listens to music and plays with his phone. I asked why he doesn’t read on the train? He said that he doesn’t want people to ask what he’s doing. An embarrassment to be seen reading? Is learning, being intelligent and curious about our history and the world something that we run from?

2. It has been quite difficult to find information about black british history that doesn’t have some link with slavery.
Yes, slavery is part of our history, but it isn’t all of our story.
I know people will now inundate the comments box with links to websites with information about black british history. Im not saying there are none, I’m commenting on the numbers in comparison to websites with information about ‘African-Americans’ through history.
One could assume, according to some websites, that black people popped into the UK in the 1940s on the Empire Windrush. While we know that this is not the case…. What do our children know? #bhm2013 #teachouryouth #readtoachieve #truth #inspiration

September292013
I find it very interesting in all my working life, from retail to schools to theatre companies to the NHS, nationally and internationally, the one thing that is talked about in every staff room is ‘weight’…. How much extra you have, how much you want to lose, how much someone else has, what size you are, what you used to be, what you wish you were. There can never be a meal without someone mentioning the calorie content, or the fat content, or the self-serving promise to go to the gym later to ‘run it off’…. The best one is the discussion about knowing that they shouldn’t be eating what they are, or what they should be eating to be better, or what they’d rather be eating…. I for one feel it gets tiring…. 
Body image among women of all ages is an increasingly worrying topic. This definitely  isnt a new phenomenon, but its been highlighted as I face and write about my own struggles with weight gain/loss/maintenance.
How can we truthfully work with clients/students/children with eating disorders when we ourselves are working on the newest regime endorsed by the latest diet fad. 
My next question is…. How can we as professionals (therapists, teachers, nurses, parents) work with those with a negative body image while we secretly, even openly, loathe ourselves…. Are we even aware of this negative relationship that we have with ourselves? 
We need to bring positive affirmations into fruition… But how? It’s important to find where this stems from and address it… Over eaters, emotional eaters, under eaters, never eating…. What are your core beliefs that keep you in this cycle? The work continues….. #truth #loveyourself #knowyourself

I find it very interesting in all my working life, from retail to schools to theatre companies to the NHS, nationally and internationally, the one thing that is talked about in every staff room is ‘weight’…. How much extra you have, how much you want to lose, how much someone else has, what size you are, what you used to be, what you wish you were. There can never be a meal without someone mentioning the calorie content, or the fat content, or the self-serving promise to go to the gym later to ‘run it off’…. The best one is the discussion about knowing that they shouldn’t be eating what they are, or what they should be eating to be better, or what they’d rather be eating…. I for one feel it gets tiring….
Body image among women of all ages is an increasingly worrying topic. This definitely isnt a new phenomenon, but its been highlighted as I face and write about my own struggles with weight gain/loss/maintenance.
How can we truthfully work with clients/students/children with eating disorders when we ourselves are working on the newest regime endorsed by the latest diet fad.
My next question is…. How can we as professionals (therapists, teachers, nurses, parents) work with those with a negative body image while we secretly, even openly, loathe ourselves…. Are we even aware of this negative relationship that we have with ourselves?
We need to bring positive affirmations into fruition… But how? It’s important to find where this stems from and address it… Over eaters, emotional eaters, under eaters, never eating…. What are your core beliefs that keep you in this cycle? The work continues….. #truth #loveyourself #knowyourself

July182013

To all my ladies…

It upsets me when I speak to young women & they tell me that in their schools, places of work, universities etc. they are being labelled “aggressive” “forceful” and “intimidating”…. but what it really is, is that many in society are unable to deal with a young (black) woman able to coherently present what she requires in words with numerous syllables that might well be difficult for some to understand.

It took me a good long while to own this, but I will never apologise for having the ability to get things done in a timely, professional & organised manner.

You see a control freak, I see someone who is organised.
You see picky, I see meticulous.
You call her a bitch, I call her a woman who is able to get what she needs by working hard & believing in her abilities!

Women…. ladies…. PLEASE…. let us focus on elevating & inspiring each other. There are too many of us trying to put down & rip away the precious gifts that we should embracing.

July92013

Don’t come for me unless I send for you…

What really gets me is the need for ‘atheists’ to PROVE there is no God. As a Catholic, a Christian but most importantly a spiritual person, I don’t feel it is my duty to ‘prove’ that my God is alive.

Why are some so quick to mock & belittle those that do believe in A God or Some Gods? Im not going to say that there arent people who try to ‘shove’ religion down the throats of others and convince people why they SHOULD believe in God or why their particular religion is the best and will most DEFINITELY get them to heaven…. But i’m not one of those people, so in the words of Ms Kenya Moore… “don’t come for me unless I send for you….”

When I say I prayed about something, I dont expect, in this day & age, to be mocked. For all the parts of the Bible that people claim highlights shame, discrimination and judgement…. I can highlight just as many, if not more, that provide guidance, forgiveness & inspiration.

Moral of this story: I don’t rain on your parade… So don’t even try to sprinkle on mine!

June302013

What’s relative?

Someone told me that pain is relative. What hurts one doesnt necessarily hurt the other. Who or what defines what should hurt & what shouldnt?

Is it days, weeks, months or years that warrants tears like oceans? Vast, deep, never-ending yet beautiful in their expression.
How long does it take to form an attachment that when broken makes you feel like Geppetto’s cut your strings? He allowed you to be a real boy so you could feel, be free, move from fantasy into reality.

But this real world you crave, hurts. He gave you the ability to be vulnerable, to be weightless in that passion, to give yourself fully in mind, body & spirit simply to be told…. “Wait, hold on, not yet” I learned to give only to be given back.

So….. Now what? As I kneel down and pull together the pieces of those 7, 14, 28 & beyond…. what happens? I can’t work it out. My mind & body no longer in sync. Putting on my work glasses to use my extensive yet limited knowledge of the unconscious to make things clearer but when those are taken off it’s still blurry. Blurry, misty & hazy from the waterfalls that cascaded down…..that dried & have long been washed off ….. forgotten.

So is pain relative? Or does it just hurt….

June272013

Body Language

Act One, Scene 1
“First Time”

Thighs: “but what da hell is she playing at fam? Baaaare squats blood…. Every flikkin day shes doing more! Im mash up”

Calves: “I hear you blood….every minute she ah run, run, run! Cha! Den she come in tonight & turn on Insanity…. Ta backfoot!”

Thighs: “Innit! & dey try call it Cardio Recovery!! Kmt! Cheek! I spoke to Achilles earlier and she bawlin out murderation as well….”

Calves: “dont worry… I know what we do… We ah go SEIZE UP!! So she cant even THINK about carrying on….”

Thighs: “yesssss!! If we stop working then she cant do a ting!”

Calves: “whats dat noise? Whats she doing in da freezer?”

Thighs: “why she putting ice in da bath fam?? What da hell is goin’ on?!!?

*End Scene*

June252013
June52013

Wishful thinking….

Oh to be a child again….. To be untainted by everyday negative experiences….To return to the innocence of childhood where learning was full of excitement, wonder & awe…. Where you fell over, hurt yourself but started running again straight away…. Not with caution, worry or anxiety but with the same joyous freedom that you started with…. To be young again and love unconditionally, not because of what you got in return, just ‘because’….. To be young again and trust someone with your life! Sitting on shoulders, triumphing mountainous climbing frames, discovering new 40/40 terrain…. *sigh* oh! To be a child again….

April292013
The journey begins…..

The journey begins…..

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