Everything’s a celebration
Sun beats
Husband beats
Music beats
My heart beats
And beats
And I wonder how one look from you makes me question my whole identity
Accidental ignorance
The children love, they hope
I borrow their imagination and use it to create the future
akpap beats
Another way of life
I had the perfect ‘I’m in Africa’ moment this weekend. I was swimming in a nearby stream surrounded by lush greenery while people washed their clothes at the shore and fetched water in plastic buckets from the deepest part of the stream, past the log we use as a diving board. Rays of sunshine made their way through big green leaves and stalks of bamboo. I paused and smiled because this moment is everything I love about life. I realized how happy I am to be living here. My eyes have been opened to another way of life, a life full of celebrations, putting people first, being resourceful, farming the land, and dancing to the beat.
Anything but ordinary
It’s about the everyday experiences that are anything but ordinary. Spending carefree afternoons on the back of a motorbike, riding on the many roads of Odukpani L.G.A. Sitting at my favorite local bar listening in amazement to strangers and friends as they share their stories with me. Watching spectacular thunderstorms, getting lost in translation, finally being able to tell the difference between plantain and banana trees, driving the motorbike on the school field in circles for hours practicing for the dirt road, teaching someone how to use a computer, meeting with chiefs and traditional rulers, recognizing the distinct smell of palm fruit cooking.
A year in Nigeria: Cross River State- The People’s Paradise
Another post about my life and work in Nigeria on FIU’s BizNews blog (sharing it here a bit late).
Personal highlights from the Nigerian strike
Nigeria has been an interesting place to reside with the recent strike and protests. I have seen the resilience and optimism of Nigerians in Kaduna and continue to enjoy living and working in a country with such wonderful people. With the national and international media doing a good job of reporting all the negativity and politics, I wanted to share a few highlights of my experience being here during this time.
- Afternoon walks with my housemate Silvester, which always turned into adventures. One day we started a bit late and were out just past the 5pm curfew when soldiers arrived in our neighborhood to enforce the government-imposed curfew. We quickly turned the corner and walked briskly back home in order to avoid having to frog jump all the way back (which was the rumored punishment for being out after curfew). We were innocently trying to find fresh produce after being shut in for several days, though it was, of course, our own fault. We came across pigs eating from a pile of trash, ducks on a roof, puppies under an old car, and people hanging out on the back roads trying to continue life with some sense of normalcy.
- I was grateful for the unexpected time at home to practice yoga and rest. I happily wiped the harmattan dust off my yoga mat twice a day to practice and connect and learn.
- Silvester and I (and sometimes neighborhood friends/colleagues who dropped by) flipped through magazines, read books, discussed work and future aspirations, and laughed together.
- I learned to cook! This was definitely my biggest accomplishment of the week. Since all we could find as far as produce were tomatoes and onions, I got creative and learned to make some delicious meals. I also made chapatis with wheat flour and spices. I put too much ‘pepe’ in my food, which is the result of learning to cook in Nigeria.
- Brewing tea from the local ‘zobo’ flower (hibiscus/roselle) with fresh ginger and pineapple peels (and lots of other tea) was especially nice and very relaxing.
- After three full days and nights without any electricity, we also ran out of water. Of course this ended up being a good thing because we discovered we have a well in our compound and had fun using it with our neighbors.
- The strike was sensibly put on hold for the weekend, so I took the bus into town and enjoyed a strike/’curfew lifted for a few daytime hours’ party with my incredibly hospitable expat friends. We spent the day eating, drinking, talking, and dancing in the garden.
A year in Nigeria: Sannu da aiki
My latest blog post on Florida International University’s BizNews blog.
Learning never ends
I came here knowing that things would be different than whatever I expected them to be. The place would be different than I imagined, my work would not go exactly as I planned, the people I met would surprise me, and I would be not be as I thought I am. I am learning to have an open mind, not to make assumptions, not to be judgmental, and to deal with people and situations as they are and not as I imagined they would be. I’m realizing that I need to cultivate certain skills in myself that I aspire to have, such as generosity, and that understanding what motivates people is vital. I’ve developed a curiosity about people and the world that has enriched my life immensely. I’ve developed an appreciation for how connected we are to each other and to nature. I’m learning the value of our differences as human beings. I’m realizing that giving or receiving opportunity is much more rewarding and fulfilling than giving or receiving resources. Situations are usually complex and there isn’t necessarily a single appropriate solution or path. The important thing is to learn each step of the way and to adjust and be flexible and grow. I can live happily with less material things and modern luxuries than I thought; they leave no gap in my life to be filled. Listening to people, observing situations, and experiencing each moment by being fully present has helped me to understand myself better and to enjoy each day I spend in Nigeria.
















