My name is Ramon Mohamed son of Amir Mohamed and Mary Watts. My father, a practising Muslim and Pushtoon from the North West Frontier Province of Pakistan (NWFP), arrived in Sheffield in the 1950’s as part of the first wave of colonial immigrants invited by the British Government to work in the steel industry. My […]
I thought we should take a look at two of our European Neighbours across the water – Germany and Holland – not always best friends, understandably so, but time moves on and so do we. Alice is Ghanaian and German, Teddy is Dutch and Ghanaian, they both spent time in Ghana during their teens and
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Prologue ‘It has been over three years since I met my birth father Gabriel Oluwale Esuruoso. I knew that I would need to return to where he came from. I knew when the time would be right, a yearning which cannot be explained by sentiment, but just a 'feeling' – a knowledge – a 'knowing".
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Many years ago, after proudly telling a Caucasian friend of mine, that like most Hispanics from northern South America, and the Caribbean area, I had black ancestors, he made a defining and unequivocal statement: “So, you are black”. And I, a bit disconcerted, went on to say, “Yes.”
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A youth project worker from Banbury firmly believes that the future of Britain’s mixed-race youngsters looks prosperous – as long as the pertinent support network is in place.
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Born in 1931 in Cape Town, with Portuguese and South African parentage, no one could have prognosticated the tumultuous path that lied ahead for the young D’Oliveira.
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I’ve thought many times over the last eight months about whether I would or could commit to paper the next chapter of the story of my journey to find the other half of me. I’ve pondered how and where to start, where it might take me and where it might ultimately end. I even thought
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It was a journey that I think I always knew I would make. A journey that in the end, I knew I would have to make, to a destination I feared I might never reach. You see for me, this was more than a journey. This was a search to find the answer to a
‘It could almost be surreal, if it wasn’t true. Here I am sitting on a beach in the North East of England, a divorcing 35 year old father of two, with my children playing in the sea, contemplating a trip to Africa’s most populous State to meet my birth father for the first time. In
Now I thank God that I am mixed race, although for many years I resented the fact that I was different because it brought trouble to my door. I remember being on a bus one day when I was about 13 and suddenly noticing that my hand was brown. Everyone else on the bus was
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