Roots Radical

Late November 1954, a young domestic helper with dreams of becoming thebest domestic helper she could...A young baker with a brand new bicycle, dreams and desire of becoming thebest sperm donor the district produced...They both met by coincidence and ever since the young baker swear his undyinglove for her, It was a crush she knew nothing about. Then one fateful night,destiny beckoned. After weeks of eyeing the young helper from afar, he got hischance. She was on her way home from work when he rode up beside her andoffered to take her home. She refused his kind gesture. He wanted to be herfriend, but she was furious in rejecting him. His voice roared with anger, shebegan trembling, and he couldn’t imagine being rejected in such a manner andheld on to her. A fight ensued. With the powerful flow of his adrenalin, and themighty blow to his ego, he did the unthinkable. He overpowered her and hadhis own way. She felt worthless and demeaned and cried in agony, but only thestars above were in sympathy with her cry... At first he was proud of his conquest,but a guilty conscience began to prick his soul. He moved closer to thecrying young helper, with an intent of consoling her, but the wounded lionessshe was, she leapt at him with ferocious might and inflicted severe blows to hishead with a stone that she found at the side of the road...So began the story of the Roots Radical, that Jamaican son of a . . . . . .