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JAMAICA, THE ISLAND WHERE I WAS BORN... I still remember as a child, at the age of three years old that I went to a private school and entered kindergarten. My mother walked me to school everyday but she stopped doing so after a while. I then had to go with my brother who always made me late. He would stop at the bakery and talk and then move on and stop and talk again etc. It got so bad that the Head Master of the school had a talk with my mom, so my mom started taking me to school again, but that didn’t last  very long.

Again I went with my brother, but he would rarely go to school. He would jump on the back of a truck and go in the opposite way from school. He left me alone. I was scared but I said to myself, “I have a pretty good idea how to get to school by now, so I walked alone. I was only three years old at the time. I finally made it to school. I was so happy!

As the morning turned into lunchtime, I realized that I did not have any lunch to eat. My brother was told to give me some of his lunch, but he wasn’t in school. One of my little friends saw that I had no lunch so she shared hers with me. The lunch she shared with me was not even enough for her. I’ll never forget her. She was a good friend.

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