Mary Seacole and Me

Cari: Literally

At school I was never taught about Mother Seacole. I had never even heard of her until my teens when my mother, a primary school teacher, and I were watching a BBC programme about her. She told me that she always taught her classes about Mary Seacole during history lessons and we discussed how children could learn so much from her. About history, societal attitudes, the power of self belief and the ability to break down boundaries.

I think she always assumed I had already been taught about this wonderful “yellow woman” (as Seacole described herself). But my school had, like a true reflection of British culture during the late 80s and 90s, ignored and shunned her. I had learned about Florence Nightingale instead.

So, from the moment of watching that programme, which had held me in such rapt attention and enraged me so much on Seacole’s behalf (not that…

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