Page 10 - Daphne Hart - 89 and Feeling Fine

I felt like I waited forever for that moment to come.
Then, one day, it finally arrived.

I got dressed in my prettiest dress, slipped on my crepe
shoes, and tied big ribbons in my hair. I was thrilled—
we were heading to the country!

But that excitement soon faded. An overcrowded bus
pulled up, and I was pushed onto it like baggage, with
my mother standing outside, calling my name.
Somehow, she managed to get on, and thus began my
journey home to Manchester, Jamaica.

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