A Black British Girl's Perspective of a Global Village
It's spring time! I'm back home in London after my extensive travels just in time for one of my favourite seasons of the year. The one that signifies new beginnings! The sun is finally showing through the clouds- amazing how a bit of sun in London brings out positive energy and confidence... Enough confidence for... Continue Reading →
If I leave Rio having learnt just one new word, it would have to be "calor"- "heat". And to say it the correct Carioca way would simply be (with lots of sensuality); "Ay Calooor!" Don't forget to repeat it at least 5 times to yourself and anyone else around you- just in case they too have... Continue Reading →
This post is not an academic essay on Racial Identity. It's simply a personal account of what I've witnessed and experienced while in Rio/Brazil, and thoughts of locals and expats I have met. If you come to Brazil thinking racism doesn't exist (or you chose to label it 'classism' - another topic in itself, as... Continue Reading →
