An Autobiography Can Distort; Facts Can Be

The Writer Is All Alone.

As A Child I Knew Almost Nothing, Nothing Beyond What I Had Picked Up In My Grandmother's House. All Children, I Suppose, Come Into The World Like That, Not Knowing Who They Are.

Trinidad May Seem Complex, But To Anyone Who Knows It, It Is A Simple, Colonial, Philistine Society.

I Always Knew Who I Was And Where I Had Come From. I Was Not Looking For A Home In Other People's Lands.

Small Things Start Us In New Ways Of Thinking