My name is Sinead Mohammed, but not even my parents pronounce my first name right.
I am born and raised in Princes Town, until I was 13.
My grandfather passed away and we had to move to Couva ‘cause my grandmom couldn’t live on her own.
I had to transfer from St Stephen’s College to Holy Faith Convent, Couva.
Where all my troubles began. Going to a Catholic school. Because I grew up as one of Jehovah’s Witnesses.
My mother’s grandfather was a Jehovah’s Witness so she became indoctrinated into it. She met my dad, brought him into it. And then they had my brother, myself and my sister. And brought us into it.
Being Jehovah’s Witnesses, we didn’t read comic books, we didn’t watch Harry Potter or read Harry Potter. No science fiction or anything.
It was just your life was the whole religion.
I don’t want to talk too much about the Witness religion because I have very negative views about it. It’s a cult, for lack of a better word.
I agree with BC Pires that all religions are cults, but Jehovah’s Witnesses are really cultish.
We’re not Mormon or Amish but we might as well have been, the way I was discouraged from pursuing higher education.
If I had my way, I’d probably be a singer now. Michael Jackson was raised in a Jehovah’s Witness household, a rarity. I don’t know if he was dis-fellowshipped, but what he was doing was very frowned upon.
I support religious friends in what they believe, whatever makes them feel safe.
But it’s not for me. Religions have always tried to control me.
My mom, Zanifer, goes by her middle name, Wendy, my dad is Terrence, my younger sister is Tyler.
My brother Tevin is married to his lovely wife, Jinnalee. Their son, Logan Bane, is the light of my life.
Yes, Logan after Wolverine and Bane after Batman The Dark Knight Rises. My brother is a huge nerd.
I’m also a comic geek.
When I was younger, I wanted children. But, as I get older – and probably a little more vain – I think, “Ugh, that’s going to do things to my body!”
If (motherhood) doesn’t work out, I want to have a s- -t ton of dogs!
From a very young age, my dream was to have an animal shelter.
It caused problems with my family, but I left the religion as soon as I hit 18 and went to UTT.
My brother, three years older, had already left the religion.
My parents tried to pull me out of school.
I was rebellious and said I would travel (by public transport) to school. I got lost! Even though we didn’t live very far from the university.
[caption id="attachment_921979" align="alignnone" width="768"] Sinead Mohammed - courtesy Jeffrey Wight[/caption]
When my parents split, I stayed with my dad and, basically, had to take care of myself. That’s when I started modelling. In Trinidad, it’s fairly easy to become a model if you’re normatively attractive.
