I remember the first time I heard this statement. I was fresh off the boat in jolly old England, first day of year 12. A girl asked me where I was from, then eyed me up and down critically, as if expecting my school uniform to turn red, gold and green, and the fabric to turn fishnet.
“You don’t sound Caribbean,” she said thoughtfully.
Have you ever read Horton Hears a Who? It’s a Dr Seuss kids book about an elephant who hears a voice from a speck of dust on a flower (this is relevant, I promise). The leader of the little speck asks Horton to help keep them safe, which he does because Horton is a real one. In the midst of peril, the people who live on the speck are shouting and shouting for help until one voice breaks through to the bigger world and everyone hears the little people’s voices.
Welcome to our page for individuals considering coming from the Caribbean to Australia!
