Biography: Reflections on Failing EDI and Experiences of Workplace Racism in Wales
Growing Up in the UK: Reflections from the Late 1960s to Today
Growing up in the UK from the late 1960s to the present day has been a journey shaped by cultural evolution, personal growth, and the complexities of navigating societal biases. The Britain of the late 1960s was a rapidly changing landscape, marked by post-war recovery and the beginnings of a more multicultural society. However, it was also a time when unconscious and conscious biases were deeply embedded in everyday life. For example, I distinctly remember being followed by security guards in shops as a teenager, the unspoken suspicion casting a shadow on what should have been ordinary outings. Such experiences were not isolated; there was the frequent presumption that I—or my family—must have been born in another country, despite my British heritage and upbringing. These moments weren’t always overtly hostile, but they carried the weight of ‘otherness,’ subtly reminding me that, in some eyes, I didn’t quite belong. Reflecting on the decades since, it’s been heartening to see progress in many areas, with greater awareness and conversations about systemic prejudice and inclusivity. Nevertheless, the journey is far from complete, as biases—both conscious and unconscious—continue to manifest in ways that impact daily life. Looking back, these experiences have shaped my understanding of identity, resilience, and the ongoing work needed to build a society where everyone feels truly valued and accepted.
Finding My Place: Navigating Identity and Belonging
Being a first-generation Brit with Caribbean parents, I always felt stuck between two worlds. Figuring out where I fit in while chasing who I wanted to be wasn’t exactly easy. I didn’t know back then that there was this invisible ceiling holding me back—built by society’s expectations and all these unwritten rules. Most of my peers were white and working-class, which just made me feel even more out of place. But through it all, I learned a lot about resilience, figuring myself out, and finding a way to connect two cultures while carving out my own path.
Embracing My Roots: A Journey to Self-Discovery
But yep, I found myself. It was a wild journey of self-discovery, digging into my Caribbean and African roots, where I started to really get just how strong and resilient my ancestors were. Learning about everything they went through—their struggles, their wins, and that unstoppable spirit—gave me a whole new level of respect for the road that brought me here. It wasn’t just about how tough they were or how much they could endure; it was their fierce determination to push past limits. And the best part? They knew they didn’t have to do it alone. They got the power of sticking together—brotherhood, sisterhood—you name it. They knew that sharing the load made it so much easier.
It's that same belief in sticking together that pushes us to break free from those limits we put on ourselves and really embrace the endless potential inside me.