I left Lagos in a rush, like a vicious criminal. I was determined, electric and scared. Although there were feelings of excitement to be away from home, from the hands of strict-demanding parents or the troubles of the younger siblings, to be out on your own. I recall, packing was hella stressful, but I got away with it. I left Lagos with unanswered questions.
I arrived in the foreign land in the early hours of the day, with feelings of loneliness, tired and unwelcoming environment. Excitement and the bubbly part of me began draining out completely. I was already missing home, missing the ever noisy environment of Nigeria, missing the welcoming, loud and sarcastic voices of my people. I began crying inside, feeling nostalgic, but I wasn’t going to give up. I have to get past this path in life. But then I had to cry out, when it dawned on me that ‘This is home for some few years’ I really feel bad and awkward calling this surrounding, this area ‘HOME’ because its nothing next to it.
At School, It wasn’t easy adapting, it wasn’t easy, I repeat, all new faces, meeting people of various skin colours, different languages spoken under one roof, different ways of interacting, it was scary. I’m an introvert, I’m cultured, of Nigerian heritage, a traditional person. Socialising is not my thing, I love making new friends, but it takes me a while. I have to study you. This change was not easy, again with the ‘easy’ word. When i got here, all students were saying to the teachers ‘HI’, ‘HELLO’ , I was dumbfounded, I was shocked, I just froze at the instant and smiled at the teacher when she looked my way, ‘HOW RUDE’ I said in my head. This is a TABOO. This as an ABOMINATION. As i was still deeply grounded on my ‘Good-morning Ma/Sir’.
*From Leaving Lagos, an exciting story by Pelumi Opeodu that deals with race, ethnicity and diversity in a new environment.
Hi, I’m just an African Lady from the west, one of Nigeria’s great and blossoming youth, I am ‘OLAOLUWAPELUMI TITILAYO OPEODU’ a special and unique angel.
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