https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC8851910/

for the record I ran Classes which started out as English classes for the children of office attendants and groundsmen. I ran the same class at my community football club.

I taught English as a foreign language. After a short while Tom, Dick, Harry and Im sister wanted their kids in the class. I let them in on one condition. No dissing of either language. We had an absolute ball.

Every single child passed CXC English and to this day they flip from Jamaican to English and back with ease. All have excelled in life - some have two degrees - others went into business, got certified in a trade and even real estate. Their kids are studying all kinds of things including medicine.

My kids - big women and men now are still in touch with me - they are laughing at these clowns.

for di record di Speaker could have used my class.

These days they invite me to speak at their parents’ funerals.

They call me at Christmas, Teachers’ Day and Mothers’ Day.

To Hell with all dis colonial crap - promote both languages and cut di crap.

Two days ago I was walking on the street - a woman and her daughter crossed the road - the grandmother was holding a toddler who was trying her best to chat. I did laugh and say chat away my girl. The mother said I surprised her - she said I thought you’d speak English. I asked her why and we all walked up the road discussing di foolishness of dissing one language for another.

Then I told her I wasn’t born here and had to learn Jamaican. I told them to make sure the kid spoke both. Then I reached my destination.

sick a dis crap.