Eh-yup, im Honey I’m a big black girl from St Ann’s in Nottingham, everyone calls me Fat mampy but I can sing and dance and draw and run super fast and I live on Brewsters Rd… No.1 to be exact. Nobody has a dad round here and if they do it’s a fake one. I wonder where all the dads go? Do they all hang around together somewhere? There’s always someone knocking on your door asking ‘Are you playing out?’ One day I’m gonna grow up and have long mixed race girl hair down my back like Sarah or Neneh Cherry and then the black boys would like me then, I bet. God can you imagine if I had a white mum I could do whatever I want! Not like my mum she’s ready to give me licks, ‘a bitch lick’ if I really act like a bad breed pickney But I can’t imagine living with white people, errrr nah man that’d be weird! A white boy called Matthew Barnes he’s so handsome and he’s always got a tan, he follows me about and leans on me at Story time but he’s from a flee bag family that lives on the other estate. He asked me out the other day, I said no (cos I’m not snogging a flee bag but I didn’t say that to his face) I told him why don’t you fancy Sally and Kelly? Cos they’ve got long blond hair? and then he called me a nigger. Everyone was like oh my god!?!!!! He called you a nigger!!!, we’re telling Mr Vear (the headmaster!) Matthew got taken into to the office and I don’t know what Mr Vear said but he came out looking like he’d been crying and said sorry to me. I wonder if anyone will ever ask me out again? No one asks out black girls
Big Tings by Honey Williams
