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‘I didn’t read a book until the age of 24’

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By Derek Owusu
| MSN UK Verified
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Derek Owusu: ‘I didn’t read a book until the age of 24’

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By Derek Owusu
| Yahoo Style Canada Verified
‘Until I read The Will to Change I didn’t know what being perceived as a man was all about’ … Derek Owusu.Photograph: Suki Dhanda/The Observer My earliest reading memory When I was about four or five, I think. I was living in Long Melford, Suffolk, with my foster parents, and my foster dad was trying to teach me how to read using those Biff and Chip books.
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On the borderline

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By Derek Owusu
| Dispatch Magazine
I was dizzy and confused when I woke up in North Middlesex Hospital. It felt like hot water had been poured down my throat, the scolding liquid occasionally touching the sides, leaving burns that turned to flame whenever I tried to cough. Somehow, I knew I was too weak to stand up, and there was something in my arm, pulling at my skin.
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