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Island Girl Since:

Forever and a day and still counting.

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Beverley has been living on the island of Jamaica all her life, an accomplishment which has many of her friends who have long since abandoned ship in shock. She is the typical “yardie” woman, with her love for animals amounting to 11 feisty mongrel dogs, 2 1/2 spoilt cats (the other 1/2 of one cat has taken up residence in an abandoned house next door and refuses to come home), and 2 budgerigars who entertain the menagerie from time to time. There was a turtle named Arnold in a makeshift pond but at first high tide, he high-tailed it out of there and has not been seen since. She loves the outdoors and goes the extra mile to get her fix whether it be a weekend in a mountain cabin, a day by the river, or a trip to the beach.

Beverley is a trained teacher of the English and Spanish languages at the high school level, a feat which has her shaking her head each day as she has to cross many language barriers to attain the objectives set for any given lesson. Suffice it to say, she is still learning a thing or two herself. She is also a part time writer and has many a tale to tell.

Island living for Beverley is simply a way of life: the on-the-road training of how to drive like a taxi driver, the difference in the time stated for an event and the actual time it begins, the change in accent from Kingston to Montego Bay, the same new shock to see people go to the hairdresser and get their nails done to go to the beach. Jamaica is rife with adventure and Beverley has had more than her fair share of it and suspects there is much more to come. Though the wishful thinking comes at the possibility of what life could be like elsewhere, the ultimate resolve is always, “Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home. Sweet, sweet Jamaica, nah lef’ ya!”

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