So, you move to a different environment and are expected to adapt well to the culture right? And it should be easy when it’s your own culture right? Nope, sorry, wrong and again wrong! I think this only drives me up the wall because it’s my culture! The version I grew up with is apparently the modernized version because the version I’ve seen recently confuses me to no end.

First of all, greeting, I’m fine with the whole kneel down and greet aspect, spending summers with my grandmum prepared my mind for that but does it really have to all be in yoruba? What happens if I can’t speak it? (Not saying I can’t, you know what? We’ll address that matter later) But why am I seen as rude for greeting an elder in English? It’s our official language, we speak it every bleeding day! Yet the second I greet an elder in English, I get the “Yoruba is your first language not English, you should know it well and be able to speak it.” To this statement, I have no words because honestly, I think its just a thing of pride sigh

Second, why is the way we dress in the 21st century such an issue? Ummmmm hi adults, sorry but when I get dressed in the morning, I dont think about things like “What looks lady like”, I’m thinking “What is most COMFORTABLE”.


While I am sure that my private University education tries to get me into the habit of wearing skirts (sorry dad but never gonna happen), I am more comfortable in jeans and sweatpants (joggers). So please, do not assume that because I am not wearing a skirt I am a certain type of girl. I’m sorry but who came up with that archaic rule anyway? I feel like when I’m in jeans, every elderly woman that stares at me is putting a wrapper over me in their mind. I’m just putting this out to people who are being stuck in their ways (no I am not changing mine, unless it’s for a limited amount of time then it could be considered).

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Lastly, let’s talk about religion. Yes yes, the big R, the national divide… Why is that, honestly this bugs me to no end. I grew up in the North and I’m a Christain so apparently the first logical question on a Southerner’s mind is, “How did you survive the persecution?” And I’m like, “really what are you talking about?” Clearly, I can’t blame them for this because honestly the media makes the North seem like a religious war ground. Am I saying there are never fights? No but I’m not saying the fights are always religious either. Frankly, most of the time its just a Hausa versus Fulani thing cause they don’t really get along that much. So my point with this is, please to not belittle religions based on what you see or hear in the news.
Most importantly (calm down it still relates to religion, jeez), why does it matter how other people interact with God? Like preach the gospel a hundred percent but don’t judge people, that’s God’s job so why is it that when it comes to religion in this region all judgements get passed? I honestly don’t have a conlusion for this one, I’m still to wrap my head around it frankly but it bugs me, like I have arguments with relatives about it (yes I actually sit with people older than me and debate whether or not the religious values of others concerns them, I’m not rude about it though I promise!)
There’s probably more than just those three, honestly it feels like I’m missing something. Alas, I’m not all that sure what exactly and I don’t want to be the cause of my own psychosis (that’s what my lack of understanding of yoruba culture is for, YAY!) 😏 I’d love to continue to be your source of amusement but I have a culture to get back to figuring out (Pray for me). See yah around.

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