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Becoming Debra Wright
Becoming Debra Wright
Becoming Debra Wright
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Becoming Debra Wright

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Becoming Debra Wright is a candid memoir that paints Debra Wright's journey through the tumultuous experiences of life. With cadences of blatant intimacy tenderly caressing the reader's emotions, Debra's childhood memories leap through the pages with warmth and significance in everyday life.

From the tempered realms of love, marriage and divorce, into the tender arms of love again, Becoming Debra Wright is a testament of strong moral fibers built on solid Christian ethics and trust in God. It is as well the story of the human will to survive in the midst of insurmountable odds. A simple pointer to the fact that dark nights may tarry, but there'll always be a brilliant light at the end of the tunnel.

She reminds us that although the road may not be easy to travel and there can be many dark nights ahead, as long as we never lose sight of the true power of Gods unfailing love, all things are possible.

One thing is certain, Becoming Debra Wright beautifully renders her life as a flower unfurling in the garden of life. 

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Release dateMar 1, 2019
ISBN9781386681359
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    Becoming Debra Wright - Debra Wright

    I am terrified of baring my soul. Writing my memoir was something I struggled with, because it scared me that I would be letting people into my sacred space. However, I felt a pressing upon my spirit that I should begin the process to share my experiences in the hope that it would help someone along their journey. As the Chinese proverb says, A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

    I am the first born of seven children and obviously, that’s a lot of pressure. I have two sisters and, four brothers. Each one, successful in their own right. Growing up in the Caprietta household was very interesting to say the least; our family was very close-knit and very loving. Our parents, Percy and Maria were strict God-fearing people and instilled in us a deep and strict moral code. I remember many mornings our father would wake us up to pray and have bible studies. Sometimes, it was so hard to stay awake. We would pull the sheets over our heads and hope our parents wouldn’t notice, this gave us a few extra minutes of sleep. As kids, we did not like getting up so early. However studying God’s word as a family, gave my siblings and I the foundation we needed that has helped throughout our entire lives. My father wanted to know that his children had a relationship with the God that he served. I loved going to church even if I did not understand some of the doctrines that was preached. We learned to honor God and to serve him to the best of our abilities.

    Growing up in such an atmosphere where the spiritual side of things was uppermost in our daily thoughts and actions, it became relatively easy to take on the challenges of life, or its frills, in our strides with ease of heart as children and as adults.

    When the ride became rough in the course of life, we made it a habit to always remember the moral foundations of our growth process, which were the very tenets of my father’s convictions. When everything else seemed smooth, we did not forget that it was the grace of our Maker at play. These aspects invariably helped to balance the scale of life for me and my siblings.

    This memoir, therefore, is simply my effort to perceive of life firstly as a journey. A mixture of both the sublime and challenging experiences, could overwhelm the individual, if they are not properly grounded in the spirit.

    Secondly, the experience of life has also taught me that this tortuous journey is often a learning curve. The combination of the ‘good, the bad and the ugly’ sums up the experiences of all mortals, and make us either better individuals who turn the tides of life for good, or become consumed by their sheer force. This, I believe, is the essence of this memoir; to inspire us all to move away from the edge of despair and self-pity, to the realm of liberty of the mind and spirit. So be willing to embrace positive change when it knocks on your doors, and be willing to make the most of it when it matters, for therein lies man’s true liberation.

    Iwas born in a small village in Trinidad, called Febeau Village, Laventille Road to be exact. This village is located in the small town of San Juan. It is nestled between the San Juan – Laventille Region and the East-West Corridor Metropolitan area between Barataria and Saint Joseph. Febeau Village was a very interesting place. Many people lived on the hills but some of us lived in the valley. If I could paint the picture it would be; the road was on the top and our house was in the valley below. We had lots of fruit trees in our yard, coconuts, cherries, mangoes, avocados and some citrus trees, as well. Our neighborhood had a very eclectic mix of people, we had grandmothers and aunts galore. It was just our culture. We were raised to be respectful to our elders and for the most part, this worked well for us. It was just as the saying goes, It takes a village to raise a child. Our neighbors looked out for the village kids.

    At the back of our property was a ravine, which separated us from our neighbors on the hillside.

    My mom grew up in Laventille Road, with her parents and siblings. Grandpa was a minister of the gospel and a very powerful preacher. He was fearless and would preach wherever he went, sometimes in front of the rum shop, on the street corner. Everyone knew Reverend Harold Jackman and his family well. He even had a church built on the property and many people would come to hear the word of God.

    My grandparents had twelve children. As a postman and a preacher, my grandpa was able to reach a lot of people on his journey, good and bad. I remember hearing a story about how fearless Grandpa was and how he truly trusted his God. The story was told that coming home late one night, a group of young men in the village, who were really upset with my grandfather because of his stance on their behavior of drinking and living promiscuous lives, decided to beat him up that night. As they were waiting on him, it was told that Reverend Jackman had an army walking with him and they all ran away. It was not a physical army but just as the prophet Elijah's servant was afraid of the army surrounding them back then, God allowed those young men to see the host of his army surrounding my grandfather. It was God protecting him that night and he became a man to be feared.

    He planted churches in Trinidad and Tobago and migrated to Canada, after his wife passed away. He continued to work in the ministry and was a light to the Regent Park community in Toronto, Canada and beyond. The loss of his wife caused him and their children a lot of pain. My mother helped to care for some of her younger siblings. She was pregnant with me when her mother

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