Me, a ganja farmer’s daughter

I am here.

Me, a ganja farmer’s daughter. 

I am here.

Because of:

Racism.

Sexism.

Classism.

Smellism.

Eatism. 

Hairism.

Fashionism.

Colourism.

Houseism.

Accentism. 

Spellism.

They have all been my rocket fuel ism.

I was labelled an alien.

But I am a Jamaican.

From up country, in St. Ann.

Born on the 26th of December 1979, Boxing Day. 

And yes, I have taken on a few matches over the years. 

Me, a ganja farmer’s daughter. 

I have been on a mission to find super people who would return home with me. 

To free Jamaica and free the world, creatively.

And save the planet.

Starting up country, in St. Ann. 

A creative adventure, changing lives in communities on the island and the world. 

With farmers owning a share by being part of the future, growing an ingredient for Dad’s Life Medicine.

Profits of which will support creative worlds to inspire and mentor future brands, creative strategists, animators, and filmmakers through Pitch Cool, Pitch Futures, and Pitch Cinema.

And you can be part of it. 

I will share plans in the New Year. 

Have a lovely holiday. 

I’m back on Wednesday 2:30pm, January 19th, 2022. 

Thank you for supporting us this year.

Best wishes,

Sherry Collins

Kenisha

Nisha

Sherry-Ann Collins

Sher

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