Destroyed by Rumours: Local Woman Cries for Help
April 30, 20216
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I met Lena by the Derek Walcott Square recently. It almost seemed like she was in another world and I hesitated before I approached her. I worked up the courage and finally I said hello. She crumbled.
Lena
“My life is a living hell,” she said to me grimly.
“Someone is spreading rumours about me and it’s destroying my life. What hurts me is that the people who should know better, are actually believing these lies,” Lena said.
According to the woman, her life changed drastically after she walked away from an unhealthy relationship. Lena turned to a local church for help, hoping that her situation would improve, but unfortunately, that didn’t happen.
Ode to Bertram, The Ultimate Newspaperman!
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I never asked Bertram what his real or full name was, but when I got the news Saturday morning that my favorite newspaper vendor had died, my heart simply dropped – meaning, it skipped a beat.
Bertram Emmanuel
The bearer of this bad news fellow VOICE columnist Carlton Ishmael knew Bertram was the only vendor I sourced all my newspapers from on Wednesday and Saturday mornings.
Perched ever-comfortably every ‘newspaper day’ in his wheelchair outside the entrance to Massey’s Waterfront outlet, he’d have his parcels of all four-weekend papers (VOICE, Star, Mirror and One Caribbean) wrapped and encircled in elastic bands with names appended, monthly clients (like me) simply picking-up our handed parcels on arrival and either engaging him in a brief chat, or simply collecting and moving on like clockwork.
No Longer in Chains – Shirnella Monrose’s Harrowing Story
February 6, 20211
Inspiring Women A Column by Rae Anthony
Shirnella Monrose’s story starts on a sad note, but thankfully, the ending is different. After living in chains for a long time, the 29-year-old is finally free and she’s never felt better.
“I feel like running through the wind,” she said giddily.
We were sitting on a bench at the Derek Walcott Square on a lonely Monday. The weather was perfect and Monrose smiled as the sunlight hit her face.
“It feels good after everything I’ve been through,” she said.