With the rise of Reform and the flag-raising phenomenon, it’s hard not to recall my family’s struggles with racism, from Teddy Boys attacking my pregnant mother to me being told to ‘go back to the jungle’ at only five years old, writes ROGER MCKENZIE

BLACK History Month (BHM) amounts to 31 days of ghost stories.
We spend the month listening to stories of black ghosts who we are taught to revere and treat as virtual gods and whose lives we should almost learn by heart.
Some of us are even taught to believe that this once-a-year extravaganza of ackee and saltfish, pakoras and samosas — sometimes even on the same plate — actually makes a difference to the levels of racism at work or in our communities.

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With the rise of Reform and the flag-raising phenomenon, it’s hard not to recall my family’s struggles with racism, from Teddy Boys attacking my pregnant mother to me being told to ‘go back to the jungle’ at only five years old, writes ROGER MCKENZIE