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Saturday, April 19, 2025

A Trini literary festival

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LEFT: Twiggy gets on her toes. 
RIGHT: Nelson, wearing a pink suit with matching hat and shoes, also had a great night.

LEFT: Twiggy gets on her toes. RIGHT: Nelson, wearing a pink suit with matching hat and shoes, also had a great night.

My name is Ma­ri­na Sa­landy-Brown and I or­gan­ise a lit­er­ary fes­ti­val.I was born in Diego Mar­tin, like a good Sa­landy, be­cause all Sa­landys ap­par­ent­ly start­ed there, but I come from every­where in Trinidad. Al­though I was a town girl, my fa­ther ran gov­ern­ment ex­per­i­men­tal (agri­cul­tur­al) sta­tions and we were lucky enough to al­so live all over rur­al Trinidad.I lived in Mara­cas, St Joseph, when you had to go down in­to the riv­er five times be­fore get­ting to our house at the end of the road. When we lived in Matelot, the road wasn't prop­er­ly paved. I'm very old. It was 14 miles of rough road and cars weren't what they are now. When it was rain­ing, there was no in­ter­nal ven­ti­la­tion, the car was all steamy. Hor­rors!

The qual­i­ty of ed­u­ca­tion I had here was spec­tac­u­lar. Our syl­labus had 17 or 18 sub­jects-Latin, physics, chem­istry, mu­sic, ge­og­ra­phy, his­to­ry. We put on plays, we paint­ed, we played ten­nis, we cooked, we dis­sect­ed frogs! In Trinidad, we had this idea that the British were bet­ter ed­u­cat­ed but, when I went to live in Britain when I'd just turned 17, I re­alised we had a new kind of old-fash­ioned ed­u­ca­tion here that was su­pe­ri­or to Eng­land!I loved school. If I was ill, I'd pre­tend to be well so I could go to school. We had fan­tas­tic teach­ers. One came in, wrote on the board, "Which is might­i­er, the pen or the sword? Dis­cuss." And he left the room! And left a bunch of 16-year-olds look­ing at one an­oth­er. But that was ex­cit­ing! We had to think in a way we had nev­er be­fore, for our­selves.

I was about five or six years old, ly­ing on a Mor­ris so­fa in a love­ly old gin­ger­bread house in Diego Mar­tin and I re­mem­ber this most in­cred­i­ble sound com­ing out of this box-I think we called it, "the wire­less" in those days. It made me want to cry, it made all my hair stand on end. Lat­er I dis­cov­ered it was a part of "Scheherazade." My love of clas­si­cal mu­sic was born out of that sin­gle mo­ment.My moth­er's a great opera singer. She's near­ly 90 now but, if she were young, she would have had a bril­liant ca­reer ahead of her to­day. I can't sing for tof­fee my­self. I know what I should do but I can't make my voice do it.

I think I was lucky to go away at 17. I would have come on stream at a very dif­fi­cult time in Trinidad's his­to­ry. I don't know if I'd have been able to achieve the things I have in my life in a so­ci­ety that didn't af­ford me a free uni­ver­si­ty ed­u­ca­tion. I nev­er had to fight to get any­where or do any­thing in Eng­land. I've been a very lucky per­son. The ed­u­ca­tion I got here cat­a­pult­ed me in­to a world in which I could hold my own.I came back be­cause of my moth­er, who is like my su­per-su­per best friend. We were al­ways very close. I want­ed to spend some good time with her be­fore she re­al­ly got to her dotage.

A lot of Trinida­di­ans don't want to ques­tion the sta­tus quo. I be­came a very se­nior man­ag­er in the BBC. What was re­ward­ed in the largest, most suc­cess­ful, most re­spect­ed me­dia or­gan­i­sa­tion in the world was think­ing out of the box. No­body had any care for any­body who didn't have an orig­i­nal idea. If Trinida­di­ans aren't al­lowed to do that, they won't be able to punch above their weight, as so many Trinida­di­ans of my gen­er­a­tion were able to do out­side.Wher­ev­er I trav­elled all over the world, and I trav­elled wide­ly, and saw some­body do­ing some­thing dif­fer­ent­ly, it was near­ly al­ways a Tri­ni. We didn't un­der­stand that you had to be con­strained.

In Britain there are a hun­dred and how many lit­er­ary fes­ti­vals. Lit­tle Do­mini­ca, which is so poor and so tiny, has a lit­er­ary fes­ti­val. Ja­maica had one for ten years, the Cal­abash. I think An­tigua has one. Why didn't we have one, when we've pro­duced so many great writ­ers? Sam Selvon and these peo­ple re­al­ly made an im­pact on the world stage.Earl Lovelace is trea­sured, but not trea­sured enough, be­cause we don't have prizes. There's been no ac­co­lade of Earl's writ­ing since the 1970s. It's im­por­tant to re­ward cre­ative ef­fort! We cre­at­ed a lit­er­ary fes­ti­val but we al­so cre­at­ed an in­ter­na­tion­al prize for Caribbean writ­ing.

Most artists are poor. Un­til you get to be a big, big writer, you don't earn a lot of mon­ey. It's im­por­tant to re­ward peo­ple who spend so much of their time and heart shed­ding light on our re­al­i­ties for us, ex­plain­ing our­selves and our world to us.This is a prize, judged by Caribbean writ­ers, for Caribbean read­ers. We've hung the prize on the fes­ti­val. The fes­ti­val is a fo­rum for bring­ing writ­ers to­geth­er. We're go­ing to do that every year. And I think that's worth do­ing.

We had nine judges for the long list, three in each cat­e­go­ry of fic­tion, non-fic­tion and po­et­ry. Some of those judges, them­selves writ­ers and lit­er­ary aca­d­e­mics, hadn't heard of some of the writ­ers they were judg­ing! That's be­cause we are part of a di­as­po­ra. I'm rel­a­tive­ly well-read but, be­cause many Caribbean writ­ers in Amer­i­ca were not nec­es­sar­i­ly pub­lished in Britain, and vice ver­sa. I dis­cov­ered Ed­widge Dan­ti­cat when I came to live in Trinidad and I think she's an in­cred­i­bly fan­tas­tic writer.The best thing about or­gan­is­ing the fes­ti­val has been the re­sponse.The worst thing about the fes­ti­val is that it's on­ly four days long.

When I was abroad, peo­ple would say, are you black? Are you Thai? Are you coloured? Are you Egypt­ian? And I'd say, "I'm a Trinida­di­an!" You have all these in­flu­ences that came to­geth­er and clashed to cre­ate this par­tic­u­lar kind of per­son. I'm a Tri­ni; don't ask me to tick a box.

Trinidad and To­ba­go is my an­chor, my roots. I feel this very strong­ly be­cause I spent so many years away. I want­ed to be buried in the same ground as my an­ces­tors who have been here since the 1700s. Those peo­ple, my an­ces­tors, came from all over the globe. I came from here.Read the full ver­sion of this fea­ture at www.BCRaw.com


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