I remember….a poem by me

I remember the smell of those days,

Bobotie* thick with foreignness,

Janet and John books, so alien in their Englishness.

Isolation, separation,others. Trusting no one in this strange land.

Assimilation came through friends and boyfriends

Their parents not knowing what to make of

this strange, “pretty” olive girl.

And me not knowing what

to make of myself

(written 17th Jan 2013)

*BOBOTIE is a Cape-Malay dish

https://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/5109/bobotie

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