I always get chosen to do works, which suits my outside and not my inside. Most people cannot see what is inside of me, unless they are really sensitive and understanding. I find it very difficult to swallow. Sometimes I feel like screaming, crying and destroying the whole world. Even when I was in school in Jamaica I never go to perform a folk piece, I always got to play the role of a woman in a suit. Of course I did not do it well, I can never do it well. Why? Because that is not who I am. I can fake it, but I would never be able to do it half as good as reggae- , dancehall-, hiphop- or an African piece. Why? Because the four elements make me complete, they represent the person that I am, from top to bottom. I can relate to it, because this is the life that I am living from morning till night. These are the people whom I can relate to, why? Because I have lived their lives, I understand them and I know who they are.

I go crazy, because in this city, everybody gets chosen for work, depending on their outside. I enjoy the modern work I do, but when it comes to African dance, the only place where I find it authentic is in Africa. If you have never been to Africa, you do not know what African dance is about. Nobody could tell me otherwise. The people who are having companies here based on African vocabulary, without knowing how it is done in Africa, I am sorry to tell you, but you really have no clue about what it is all about. Don’t give me your left hand, don’t give me fork and knife, give me the drum and stop thinking about choreography. Stop this racism chaka chaka, cause in Africa all of us are one.

I cannot force anybody to love me, but I know where I am welcomed. I pack my bag and take the next plane to Ghana, go to Newtown, Madina, Africana Dance Ensemble, Jolly, Kennedy, Kofi, here I come. I do not have a problem to dance with the best drummers and dancers. I do not have a problem to turn my back on you, rehearsing in your studio, stuck up with racism, too greedy to buy a ticket to the paradise.