{"product_id":"before-i-forget-hardcover","title":"Before I Forget - Hardcover","description":"\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cp style=\"text-align: right;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/reportcopyrightinfringement.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"\u003e\u003cb\u003eReport copyright infringement\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003cp\u003eby \u003cb\u003eWynette Alexander-Greene\u003c\/b\u003e (Author)\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e My ancestors went to Guyana, only English country in South America, by boats from different continents. \u003cbr\u003e My mother, Indian, father, Negro, ate the forbidden fruit. \u003cbr\u003e I was rejected from conception, amidst the hate and confusion. \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Old enough to walk, I became my older brothers Datson and David's keeper. \u003cbr\u003e They were mute, deaf and later blind; I was their ears, mouth and later eyes \u003cbr\u003e Allegedly, curse on my mother from her father for marring a Black man. \u003cbr\u003e Nothing stopped me from loving, caring, being proud of them. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e Bigotry, hatred, ignorance engulfed my childhood in a providently Indian village. \u003cbr\u003e We were dehumanized like animals, freaks and slaves. \u003cbr\u003e Even the good Madras people of Whim couldn't stop the horror of being 'Mixed'. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e In the house of silence, practicing my vocabulary\/hearing on animals. Am an animal lover till today. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e Was told am Indian, speak, pray in Hindi and Sanskrit, 'keep away from Blacks; they eat Indian children with curly hair'. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e After ten, this barefooted Indian found her other 'half'. \u003cbr\u003e Allowed to enter their homes, gravitated and become a runaway. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e Giant ants, deepwater, dunce cap, ostracized Mommy died, Cinderella abuse stopped \u003cbr\u003e when my dearest Uncle Bertram set me free on an elephant - five-dollar bill. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e Like barnacle, I clamped to the first man in freedom town. He gave me three beautiful children, when nothing left to clamp onto, he forced me to fly without wings. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e Flew to America, cold, homeless, penniless. A Stranger gave me some silver. I slept under friend's table, a kind family made me and mine American Citizens. \u003cbr\u003e No job was too many. Goodwill perfect for low-maintenance like us. \u003cbr\u003e Education and focus, #1 priority \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e I thank\/forgive those haters who looked down at me, they gave me the will to rise. \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e \u003cp\u003e I have my David, and, for not eating my young, God blessed me with six grandchildren. \u003c\/p\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eNumber of Pages:\u003c\/strong\u003e 640\u003c\/div\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eDimensions:\u003c\/strong\u003e 1.56 x 9 x 6 IN\u003c\/div\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003ePublication Date:\u003c\/strong\u003e September 02, 2011\u003c\/div\u003e\n            ","brand":"BooksCloud","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47183681192185,"sku":"9781456761103","price":55.64,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0789\/2782\/3097\/files\/VnFzYUd6Rkh2OE9tYmwrRlErQTNlQT09.webp?v=1767776858","url":"https:\/\/bookscloud.io\/products\/before-i-forget-hardcover","provider":"BooksCloud Book Dropshipping","version":"1.0","type":"link"}