I Am by Sally Amaka Okafor
I am the Atlantic and Indian ocean I am the yellow Indian gold And the bronze of the masks of Benin…
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I am the Atlantic and Indian ocean I am the yellow Indian gold And the bronze of the masks of Benin…
I Am by Sally Amaka Okafor Read More »
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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The book looks at the assumptions which govern the way children of mixed parentage are frequently viewed and the way this has affected social workers' professional practice.
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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.
Leaving Cultural Differences Behind Read More »
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
From There to Here… Read More »
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’s not what I felt that drove me forward But what I wanted to feel It’s not what I knew But what I wanted to know
All of Me by Robert Worrall Read More »
‘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