Blog — family

Growing up, I would always get asked, “where are you from?”. As a young child living in Florida, I spoke in a dialect much different than those around me. I spoke in my parents’ dialect. My parents immigrated to the United States from Trinidad in the 80s, leaving their large extended family in search of a better life.  My brothers and I looked forward to spending summers on the tiny island, under the hot sun, bouncing from family home to family home. Our large, tightly knit family all lived within a 5-minute driving radius.  My days were spent running in...