[upbeat music]
-Make sure your
seatbelts are securely fastened.
Also, observe
the no smoking sign.
[sung in Garifuna] ♪ Who might make
our cassava bread for us ♪
♪ in times to come? ♪
♪ Who might speak Garifuna
with me in times to come? ♪
-My grandfather actually was
a Carib, but I never knew that
until I became a grown man.
-Do you still
experience discrimination?
-Well, yes, I do.
I go to school sometimes,
and people say,
"Oh, look. That's a Carib."
-So, they make fun
of you like that?
-Yeah, they do.
[pensive music]
-Any remnants of the
Garifuna civilization,
of the Carib civilization
completely wiped out.
No history, no
language, no culture.
Nothing at all.
So, we are left as a people
with nothing to hang onto.
That was a very
devastating time.
[wailing, waves crashing]
We could come back.
-My Kalinago people,
my Caribs, you show me
St. Vincent, my heritage.
[slow music, lyrics in Garifuna]
[waves lap the shore]
