Yes it’s that time again when our patriotic blood churns black, green and gold and we put aside out differences for one week and celebrate independence and emancipation and ‘blen up’ the two and call it ‘emancipendence’. We drink coconut water, we eat grater cake and tamarind ball and black mango and fried fish and go watch the performers at Gran Gala and reconnect with our culture in a way that mek we ‘eye wata’ as despite its challenges, we truly love dis lickle pieca God blessed rock oh so badly.
