Catherine Esther Cowie

Going Home

Frequently I wax nostalgic about St. Lucia. I can almost taste the raisin buns I ate on Sundays after church,  and the intoxicating smell of the sea tussling in my nostrils. And I miss the lullaby of the rain drumming on the galvanized roof at night. Home is a recollection....

Black Girls Surf

I didn’t want to challenge any stereotypes. I didn’t even want to dip my feet in - to wade in that rough, cold gray-coloured Peruvian ocean. I learnt to surf because I wanted to relive the emotions of fear, exhilaration and joy that I experienced when I went sand-surfing a few weeks prior. I wanted to reconnect with the ocean, which played a defining role during my childhood in the Caribbean....