Janet Silvera, Senior Gleaner Writer
WESTERN BUREAU:
The last time Margaret 'Miss Sarah' Fletcher was in the parish of St Elizabeth was 1999, and she still remembers staring at the dreaded mud lake, as unscrupulous men instructed, "run, run and don't stop".
Had she obeyed her captors, she would have been swallowed up by the sludge.
Last weekend, the 76-year-old psychiatric patient returned to the breadbasket parish on a more pleasant journey - this time into the home of mythical geniuses, the Calabash International Literary Festival at Treasure Beach.
The thick rope used 10 years ago to bind her hands were gone. She now not only had freedom of speech, but a poem describing her survival at the Community for the Upliftment of the Mentally Ill (CUMI) while reading to the record number of attendees at the annual festival.
The many who cheered her on weren't even aware that onstage stood 'Miss Sarah', one of Montego Bay's most infamous 'street people' - whose abduction became Montego Bay's shame, resulting in a scandal that rocked the St James Parish Council and the police.
"She was abandoned and left to die in unfamiliar surroundings," said Joy Crooks, the nurse who has worked intimately with Miss Sarah for the last 20 years at CUMI. Although Miss Sarah returned to the tourism capital through the kind assistance of the people of Santa Cruz in St Elizabeth, two of her friends remain missing up to today.
At Calabash, the crowd that clapped Miss Sarah's performance saw no further than the crispy clean, church-looking older woman, who donned a hat, pearls around her neck and a smile that would win over any audience.
There was no evidence of the pepper spray used in her eyes, as a group of men kidnapped her from her cardboard house, built directly in the fountain of the historic Sam Sharpe Square, 10 years ago.
Chemical imbalance
The first verse of the poem, read by the woman who suffers from a chemical imbalance in her brain, which goes: "I've been to many places. I suffer with mi nerves. They treat me like a madman. Which I don't deserve," could easily have depicted the treatment she received on that fateful night.
"We found out years ago that she was very good at reciting and as part of her therapy she recites poem. She remembers poetry from as far back as her school days," stated a proud Crooks.
Miss Sarah is now off the streets and boards at the Faith Maternity Centre in Brandon Hill, Montego Bay. She is still on medication, though, which she must take for the rest of her life.
She teaches the other clients at CUMI her craft in crocheting, makes her own clothes and leads devotion regularly at the institution.
"She is a magnificent lady," said Crooks.
'Survival at CUMI' was written with the assistance of dub poet, Jean Breeze, who shared her experience with bi-polar disorder.
janet.silvera@gleanerjm.com
CHORUS:
Light a candle
Sing a sankey
I'm on the inside lookin' out
Sometimes I wonder
When I sit down
What this crazy life is all about
VERSE 1:
Love is the elevation
Without love we cannot prosper
Give God thanks
And blessings will come after
I've been to many places
I suffer with mi nerves
They treat mi like a madman
Which I don't deserve
VERSE 2:
Mama was a hustler
Providing bread and butter
She couldn't do a lot for mi
She sent mi from Clarendon
All the way to Orange
To live with mi auntie
Mi auntie never liked mi
She get me very angry
So mi bust up the front window with a stone
Dem send mi to the 10th floor
Dem fill me with injection
Now mi lie down in the bed and just a moan
VERSE 3
Dem say mi stabilise
But mi no have no place fi go
So dem send mi to a place called CUMI
When mi go dey give mi food
Dey give mi medication
Dem do a lot that's good fi me
Look pon mi
A run weh from CUMI
When no better no deh fi mi
So mi run come back
And beg apology
Dem accept mi
In dem society
No mi wan get better
Mi wan go back to work
Mi wan back mi health
Fi mine mi family.