HOMESTRETCH

They say if wishes were horses, beggars would ride on them. I wish I had finished reading the set book Homestretch by Velma Pollard, a Jamaican poet and fiction writer, while I was in high school. The blurb will work for now. I read a portion of it and given...

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FATIGUE, REJECTION AND PERSISTENCE

Ever asked yourself what your colleagues think of you in totality? Well, I have never been bothered about that until I decided to be serious about it. After doing some soul searching, I realized that there are those who probably think nothing about me. They have no...

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LIBRARY

Y As a salesman, I normally go to various offices. There was one I went to and was given cake while waiting for a former colleague client and then there was this I went to this week where I had to continuously swallow saliva as I was explaining how a credit card works to...

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ROLEX TIMEPIECE

The first time I sat next to a certain man in a mat, who was snuffling and smelling of some queer substance, I thought that the smell and sniffling were synonymous to him given that he also looked haggard and irresponsible. The smell was the kind that irritates and since...

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MY GRADUATION PICTURE

My mum and dad love me. There is no doubt. They are happy their son is employed by one of the best and biggest banks of eons in the country. Their happiness is signified by the pictures they keep of my sisters and I on the wall (both in the city and shags) after graduation....

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