I am sitting here at the Premier’s desk at White Hall penning what I will say to my people tonight as we claim this our National Coat of Arms; as we hoist this red white and black flag for the first time. I am listening to what would become our National Anthem, with boundless faith; what would I say? Almost like a true Trini, you couldn’t come, so you sent your sister. Do you feel the significance of this day, the burden of responsibility; the springboard of hope….Read all about it in Letters To Lizzie, coming soon… https://sites.google.com/site/krisrampersadglobal/home/about-me/booksRead about Letters to Lizzie and much more
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