Mosa Telford

Mature women ‘cussing out’ in the street, using expletives of the most colourful kind.

“You wutless!” One of the latest phrases directed to me as I stood on Lamaha Street a few days ago.

Most of us have had days when we felt like giving up; when misery seemed to be wrapping its arms around us and whispering that there was no hope.

When I hear the word “independence,” I think self-determination. It sparks in me a certain pride at the ability to stand on one’s own, build and show the world that you are creator and custodian of your destiny.