The age difference between my Africa and my Europe😄

I write this with utmost honesty. Our ribs have hurt everytime this discussion has come up and believe me it has come up for as many times and with lots of different people from both continents.
If you have never sat and had this discussion in a way that you stripped your childhood times naked, let me tell you the funny bits about the age difference of my continents..

I remember when i would tell my European friends and classmates the stories of my life, and in their eyes, i could see this sadness or i put it as pity, or did they even believe me? they were polite enough to just nod than just tell me they don't get it because i narrated to them the stories their grandmothers narrated about their childhood.

It was not until i started working, met and made friends with all kinds of agegroups that i realised i could well be 60 in Europe, storywise i mean. My 30 year old  European friends have no understanding of my childhood. My story was flowing swiftly and melodiously with the older generation.

I was born not far away from the Capital of my beautiful motherland, but yes, i have lived a life that we used lamps, those tunyitera(tell me how to explain them to mzungu) you would hold it on one hand and cover it with the other as you crisscrossed to the 'big house' to get salt or tea leaves, war onto you if it was raining and it went off! Matches finished?, you will use your sense of touch to bring out that salt.

Tell me about black and white TV era, those small ones on battery that sometimes we were forced to keep off so that there would be enough battery powers for my dad to watch wrestling and news! They was no choice, the whole family plus the neighbors had to all love the same episodes and for us, wrestling, news and all those sunday programmes like No one but you were the priorities! Those were the days that TV actually brought people together! Our house was forever full!. , And can you believe it,  my aunt beat us by buying a coloured screen that she fixed ontop of the black and white screen!😂! It was funny because all people in all programmes were the same colour😂😂😂, but do I say! So my dad had to beat that! He bought the actual coloured 42'inch! Yawa! We did not sleep! We felt connected to the world! Thereafter football games and Jackie chan movies depressed me for the rest of my childhood life😂😂

Things have come a long way where I come from, and brought lots of fun times and funny stories to our young age! I am glad I went through those times though!. A million of them can't fit in this blog , I will tell you about our first mobile phone later! 
Ohh my Africa.! Imagine how fast we have caught up with the world!

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Look at Her! Feel Her!

Image
You're invited somewhere famous for a Sunday morning walk. You had been very active then and had nothing better to do than catch up with friends on long walks in your Motherland where you are now a visitor. Early Sunday morning ! Your Friend's friends arrive and introductions are civil. You note one, no eye contact. You feel her presence. In this glorious walk, admist tall bold trees, you see her, you do not talk, you feel her.  You look at the bright blue skies, you soak in the sun. The sun is literally shining on your face because you can feel her presence, you do not talk to her. You are in awe. You do not talk to her. The walk ends. Catastrophe! You panic silently!. How can this end and you haven't talked to her, what if you never see her again? You see her, but do not talk o her. A smart person proposes Lunch! Thank the universe for smart people. I think of it as a women empowerment lunch because all these women had moved back to Motherland and I wanted to hear their e...
Read more

Empower the girl child!

what is it that comes to my mind when i think about the girl child? Alot i could say! Alot! Me having being one of them, it saddens me how the girl child comes out as! well, sometimes we enjoy it we cant say we dont( esp for attention lovers! like me! ha!). Depending on which part of the world you grow up in and the way communities have valued the girl child. I was over the moon when saudi agreed to send the female team to the olympics(hands up men! good job well done). To believe that a woman's place is somewhere, at home, taking care of husband and children while the men explore the world is a totally unfair thing! Imagine the pressure on those women, to shine and show the world that they deserved that after fighting for long! And down in history it will go, that women did participate in the olympics and am soo glad it starts from here! I am glad our mothers fought for some things, but woe unto us, we are still fighting to liberate ourselves. To know that we can do something!...
Read more

Mamma: Fare thee well; our fallen Hero!

Image
I met you just about 5 years ago, i remember that day clearly, a stormy snowy November Evening. We had driven to Perniö through this shit storm. You had waited for a while to meet me, so excited your daughter had found love again. You couldn't wait and had called a few times trying to find out how far we were. I was quite nervous on the other hand, i thought of the petty stupid things, i thought of my colour and my presentation and wondered if you would approve. I was anxious for nothing as you proved to me..silly me.. Then we arrived, butterflies filled my tummy! You were standing by the door before I even got out the car,  and the moment I did, you stretched your arms, hugged and said ' welcome to our home, you have been so awaited,' the butterflies vanished, just like that, because that's the kind of woman you were! Your touch calmed everyone in crisis, your hugs consoled and healed many emotional wounds. I can tell what a great mother, grandmother and great grandmot...
Read more