The film is seen through the eyes of Grace, age 6. The world as she sees and experiences it, innocent, carefree and mischievous. Grace is Black.
1977, Wood Green London. The political climate is volatile with the rise of the National Front. The UK is dealing with the aftermath of Enoch Powell’s ‘Rivers of Blood’ speech, calling for the repatriation of immigrants and appealing to racial hatred, skinhead subculture is prevalent.
Grace plays hopscotch in her garden. Bored, she opens the back gate seeking adventure. Along the New River path strewn with
stones and broken glass, she falls cutting her hand badly. Grace’s mother Bev thinks she is playing in the back garden until the
doorbell rings. She opens to see a skinhead boy wearing a Nazi t-shirt with Grace, her blood on his hands.
Micro aggressions culminate in a moment at their white Christian Church. When the Vicar asks the congregation to shake the persons hand next to them, little Grace reaches out her hand to the white woman next to her, the woman recoils. At this moment, we see little Grace for the first time, a tiny piece of her heart breaks.
1977, Wood Green London. The political climate is volatile with the rise of the National Front. The UK is dealing with the aftermath of Enoch Powell’s ‘Rivers of Blood’ speech, calling for the repatriation of immigrants and appealing to racial hatred, skinhead subculture is prevalent.
Grace plays hopscotch in her garden. Bored, she opens the back gate seeking adventure. Along the New River path strewn with
stones and broken glass, she falls cutting her hand badly. Grace’s mother Bev thinks she is playing in the back garden until the
doorbell rings. She opens to see a skinhead boy wearing a Nazi t-shirt with Grace, her blood on his hands.
Micro aggressions culminate in a moment at their white Christian Church. When the Vicar asks the congregation to shake the persons hand next to them, little Grace reaches out her hand to the white woman next to her, the woman recoils. At this moment, we see little Grace for the first time, a tiny piece of her heart breaks.
