Women’s Chronicles

“Sometimes I just get so frustrated as a mother that I wonder why I get children.

“I felt hurt, disappointed but it confirmed an inner fear I had for many years,” she said simply, describing how she felt when she found out that her husband of many years and father of her children, had sexually molested their only daughter.

“It is just hard for me to see myself like this and the New Year is coming, and things are not getting better.

“I thought having a baby was the best thing that could have happened to me.

“He attack me on the road and people deh all around and nobody come to help me.

“Girl I have already started cleaning,” my girlfriend said to me.

“It came to a point where I wish I had the strength to commit suicide. I

In the video, the two move in a dance and even though the moves are at times out of time with the beat of the music and the environment somewhat unkempt one initially gets the impression that they are a couple in love having fun; the caption is, “Nobody can stop this love”.

“I feel really bad and frustrated about this whole thing, me nah know why de police would do something like dah to me.

“I can’t express my feelings about it right now. It was terrible and I can’t see how somebody could do something like that to a mother.

“When I was getting her, I had so much dreams for her.

She held her baby awkwardly as she tenderly looked into the child’s bright eyes.

The woman lovingly attended to what appeared to be a small wound on the one of the child’s fingers.

“They keep saying that God don’t give you more than you can take, but I going through hardship fuh me whole life, things not getting better.

“I don’t love him. Let me tell you that man treat me like nothing.

“As educators we play the role of imparting knowledge to the nation’s children and as it relates to imparting knowledge, the job demands various roles depending on the age of the pupil and the level that we teach.

“Girl you want this bag?” the woman asked in an irritated voice as she glared down at the small child standing near her.

“When my mother left I was small. My father use to beat her up and she left me and my sister and took the three boys.

“Sometimes I remember it like yesterday, when he touch me…. At first like I didn’t understand what he was doing but looking back even though I was small I know it was not a good thing, I know it was not the right thing,” she said almost forcibly.

Some time ago I was seated in my parked car on Camp Street with my two sons when I overheard a ruckus.