We took to Facebook and Twitter and asked readers, 'What do you remember about growing up in Jamaica?'
Denise Katz: I remember a time when family was very important, people had respect for elders, and children were protected. Our neighbours looked out for each other. Very few people wanted to migrate as our lives were full and wonderful.
Inmyown Words: I remember growing up in a yard filled with fruit trees was an adventure in itself. If you could not climb a tree then you were at the mercy of the people who could, and I am happy to say I was an expert climber.
Patrice Buckley: I remember, during summer holidays, we would go to the river each day (after our parents left for work) to swim, fish and eat lots of sugar cane, mangoes, and 'run a boat' (cook as a group).
Thechange Letme: I remember being able to walk at nights without fear of being raped or robbed. The men would protect us as little girls and take us home.
Silvan Edwards: I remember listening to 'Dulcimina' on RJR.
Nicole Ho-Sang: I remember when it used to be safe to go to the shop. Now, if you send your child to the shop, you might not see them again.
Sandra Grayson: I remember being a real tomboy, flying kites, playing marbles and cricket. Those were the good old days. I loved them.
Jamielle Rankine: I remember when everyone respected their elders and had more respect for themselves. The good times!
Stacy Forbes: I remember when old people were revered.
Carla Rattray Girod: I remember when the milkman used to deliver fresh milk to our doorstep in glass bottles. My mother used to boil the milk and we would skim the cream off the top, and eat it with sugar.
Jacqueline Davis: I remember walking home from school and eating sugar cane on the streets and praying that my mother did not hear about it.
Doreen Taylor: I remember when we used to travel in mule and dray cart along Newland, Naggo Head, Port Henderson roads to go to the beach.
Naudia C Mckay Dean: I remember roast dumplings, potato and corn and my grandma's 'hell a bottom, hell a top and hallelujah inna d' middle'!
Youngshav Stay'youngforeva Eldemire: I remember eating dumpling and butter.
Patrice Williams: I remember when mama didn't have anything to cook, and she would say, 'I wonder what I'm going to cook today?' Still, she managed to put on a pot.
Housen Monique: I remember going to Mandeville Infant School and Mandeville All-Age. My best memories were getting ready to celebrate Christmas, picking sorrel and shelling peas as grandma got ready to make gungo peas soup, and bake rum cakes.
FairOne Peart: I remember when National bakery used to deliver bread and buns to school on the mule-drawn cart in Kingston; when minibus operators refused to pick us up saying, 'No schoolers'. I remember how my grandfather would always have a crate of 'aerated water' from the D&G truck, under the bed waiting for me when I visited the country at Christmas and Easter. He would already have the HTB bun and a big tin of cheese on the shelf. Good times!
RaeChelle-Faith Hamilton: I remember mongoose bread! Hot from 'bread man'!
Peter Henry: I remember swimming in the river and cooking in the bush.
Craig Martin: I remember the pride I got from attending Calabar High.
Betty Brown: I remember love; everyone in the district looking out for each other. I remember when the older folks used to love the younger people. I remember I used to play in the streets and motorists used to respect pedestrians.
Zelda Wright-Williams: I remember waking up 5 a.m. every day and gathering around the dining table for morning devotion with my grandma.
Milton Miller: I remember walking along bottom road - Hip Strip - in the afternoons with my friends and sitting on walls watching the sunset.
Kevin Halstead: I remember when I had to go to the nearby standpipe to catch water to fill the drum.
Kamar Hawkins: I remember when the only thing we used to worry about as children was 'black heart man'.
Marva Rhoden: I remember at Christmas time, my entire family from all over the world would come together and we would have the most amazing time. I miss that!
Chantel Somers: I remember as a child, summer was the best. Going to the river was the best time ever. The high point was catching crayfish and taking them home.
Kevine E. Johnson: I remember raindrops on our zinc roof.
Carla Rattray Girod: I remember street dances at Independence, festival 'themes' like polka dots and bell-foot pants, and watching the float parade along Mountain View Avenue.
Horace 'Shad' Daley: I remember going to the country in the summer was the best part of my childhood; swimming in the rivers, mango picking, canes, catching shrimps, Those were the days.
Andreen Heavenly Street: I remember when bus fare was $5.
Craig Martin: I remember when it was a buck!
Suzanne Evans: I remember when it was two cents!
Dexter Blake: I remember when food was cheap. Bus fare was $5, bun and cheese was $45.
Novelyn MinusThree: I remember when we would go to sea, where the river meets it.
Kerri-Anne Freckleton: I remember when the culture of Jamaica felt real and when I felt safe. Every season/holiday there was a Jamaican twist that made it our own. I remember when hearing Anansi stories, and watching Jamaican shows like 'Oliver at Large', 'Titus' and 'Lime Tree Lane' were the things I looked forward to.
Phyllis Headley: I remember walking barefooted to school, sometimes with a nice white and green uniform, well clean and pressed by a fire-heated clothes iron.