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Schoolgirls as young as 14 years old have found ‘summer employment’ along Port Henderson Road, popularly known as ‘Back Road’ in Portmore, St Catherine, THE WEEKEND STAR has found.

Older, veteran prostitutes recently told THE WEEKEND STAR that over the past few weeks a number of schoolgirls from communities around St Catherine have been visiting the popular strip claiming they are hustling ‘back-to-school’ money.

“A years me deh a back road a work, and a di first mi see schoolgirl come roun’ yah and a tell wi plain seh a money dem a look fi go back a school September. One a dem from Spanish Town all show wi har book list and wi know high school book list a serious money,” A prostitute who gave her name as Sexy Stacy claimed.

According to the seasoned prostitutes, the underage girls hang in groups, and do not have specific days on which they visit the ‘selling ground’.

They say if judged by their attire alone one could never tell the girls are mere high-school students.

“A since school close wi see dem start come roun’ here. But mi a tell yu, hotter dan dem yu cyaa find, If di man dem nuh look good dem cyaa know seh a likkle pickney dem,” another prostitute explained.

summertime hookers

THE WEEKEND STAR visited the popular ‘red light’ district this week but was only able to have a short conversation with two of the alleged underage summertime hookers. They said enough to confirm the claims of the other prostitutes, but left the scene quick after learning information regarding their actions could possibly make the news.

Sexy Stacy introduced the news team to the girls, one of whom immediately asked, “doing business sexy body?”

Asked of her age, the bold teen replied, ” Mi see yu a talk to Stacy long time suh mi know she tell yu wah a gwaan.” She then added, “How old mi look to u? Any amount mi look like a dat a mi age but just know a hustle ting mi deh pon. So if yu a do business talk to mi.”

The two girls who looked no older than 15 were attired in boy shorts and T-shirts cut just below their breasts.

They made a hasty step down the street when the news team was identified, and it was revealed they were actually being interviewed for a story.

“Come yu nuh see a informer,” said one of the girls to the other as they walked away.

The head of the St Catherine South police division, Senior Superintendent Collin Pinnock, could not be reached for comment up to press time last night.

However, sources at the Greater Portmore Police Station say the police have heard of underage girls taking part in prostitution along Port Henderson Road, but say it is oftentimes difficult to confirm such allegations, as they might not get caught during police operations carried out around there.

“This summer thing sounds new, not saying it is not happening because we hear about schoolgirls being there from time to time, but this is something that would have to be checked out before the police can comment,” a high-ranking cop from the division told THE WEEKEND STAR.

Meanwhile, the older prostitutes say they feel threatened by the idea of the schoolgirls being, and operating around them.

“It bad enough we a run di risk and deh yah, but dem likkle pickney deh ago jus bring heat pon wi. A wah day yah (in March) di police dem run in pon wi, when dem hear bout dis mi sure dem ago waa run in again,” another prostitute who tried to offer her services to THE WEEKEND STAR team said.

I have searched all over the web for this situation and I have yet to find anything that remotely correlates. I lost my job a few months ago and I moved in with my eldest daughter and family. I will admit right here and now that I have always had a crush on her husband and have secretly lusted after him.

I have been divorced for over 15 years and have had very few male companions in my life since then.

When I moved in I took on a motherly type roll in the household and catered to everyone’s needs. My grandchildren, but especially my son in law.

I lusted for sex at the sight of him, I seduced him and I entrapped him. One day he was swimming his laps in the pool and I came out in a 2 piece bikini that I purposely selected. I entered the pool and interrupted his morning routine.

It was from that moment forward that I made my sexuality known to him and gave myself to him. A few weeks later we had intercourse for the first time, unprotected with primal lust and passion. He filled a void that I had been missing for over 15 years. I felt 25 years old again and gave no thoughts to my daughter or my two grandchildren.

I was not the best mother to begin with; I was pregnant initially at 16 and again at 19. I was taught that sex was the key to keeping your man happy, which was wrong. By age 26 I was divorced, alone and competing with my ex-husband who had again married a young bimbo who was now raising my kids. I experimented with drugs and was very much strung out for 8 years or so until I found God.

The power I held over my son in law was intoxicating. I was in love with him, we had sex in the pool, in the early hours of the morning trying not to wake anyone and even in his own bed. At first I was careful and took my pill, but I lapsed on my prescription and missed my period. I have not told him about this, I haven’t told anyone. I want to abort this baby but I cannot bring myself to this. I cannot bring myself to admitting the truth to anyone. I wish I were dead, I wish I had never had these feelings and pushed this issue. I am pregnant and alone with my daughter’s brother or sister inside of me.

Mexi

Jimmy Cliff: My family values
The Jamaican singer and musician talks about his family

Jimmy Cliff: ‘When you broke the rules you got a beating. I broke the rules a lot.’ Photograph: Rex Features
We were a really big family, and a Christian one. There were nine children and we had to compete for attention. There was about 10 years difference between us all and I was the second to last, which wasn’t so good because the bigger ones could always manipulate you. The competition did get quite messy at times but once we went to school we put away our differences if someone tried to come between us.

Christian values were important at home. Cleanliness. Don’t steal. Don’t lie. Those were the rules and they were strictly enforced. Especially the stealing and lying. When you broke the rules, you got a beating. I always broke the rules a lot. When the time came for the beating I disappeared. Then, when the night came, I sneaked back in. They allowed me to sneak in and out for two days and when I thought I was safe they would just grab me and I got it.

My mother and father separated when I was a baby and my mother wasn’t really around. My most important relationships were with my father and grandmother. He was a very, very strict disciplinarian. But my grandmother played an important role in my life. I was always singing – but I was told I was singing the songs of the devil. My grandmother, though, always said: “Leave the boy alone. He’s going to come to something one day.”

I dared not let my father hear the songs I was singing. I was supposed to be singing the songs of the church, but I was singing things like calypso songs. There was a song called Water the Garden and it wasn’t about watering the garden – it was about sex, so I couldn’t let dad hear it. But if one of my bigger brothers heard me, he’d say, “OK, I’m going to tell on you,” so then they had something over you, and then they said: “You go and do my chores today.”

By the time my father passed away we were very, very close and his passing was a big blow. A big shock. So much so that I got alopecia. All my hair came out. All of it. When my grandmother passed away, I was unable to go to the funeral because I couldn’t find the bus fare from Kingston to Somerton. That hurt a lot, too.

After I became a star in Jamaica and had a few hit records, I decided that I wanted to see my birth mother. My big brother knew where she was so he took me to see her. But she didn’t recognise me because she hadn’t seen me since I was a baby, 15 or 16 years before. It was incredibly emotional for both of us. She wanted to talk about the relationship she had with my father, but I didn’t really want to hear that. I felt it wasn’t my business and my father always protected her. As children, we missed her but we couldn’t say anything bad about her. Father would say, “Stop that. That’s your mother.” Eventually, I bought a home for her in St James and we became close until she passed away.

I now have two young children and they are showing an inclination towards music. The girl, she is a very good singer. The boy is very talented, too. He plays the drums. They are seven and eight. I’m passing on the same values I learned: cleanliness, don’t lie and don’t cheat, but I don’t expose them to organised religion. I just try to tell them the path of right and wrong. I won’t send them to church or to a mosque or synagogue. I talk a lot. I speak hard, and I still do a little of what my grandmother and my father did. If it gets to that point I use the cane or the strap, but not much as my parents did.

In hindsight, I see the great value of family and how it moulded my life and kept me together. So now family means everything to me. I have a career, which is important, but my family is the priority. First family, and then career. It’s a delicate balance.

• Jimmy Cliff’s new album, Rebirth, is out on Universal. See him at Womad on 27 July, Camp Bestival 28 July and Jamaica 50 at London IndigO2 on 6 August, jimmycliff.com