CULTURE SHOCK II
I first wrote about culture shock here twelve years ago when I came as a student to the US for the very first time. And even after all this time, there are still things that shock me, even when I think I have assimilated into a culture very different from the one I was brought up in. I'll go back twelve years and then fast forward to present times. I arrived in Boston at the end of summer and thankfully got accommodation not too far from school which meant I could walk to school and did not have to commute. It also meant that I passed by people on the street every day and as a typical 'yoruba' gal greeted them with a cheery good morning. The first few times when my greeting was not acknowledged, I thought I had not greeted loud enough for me to be heard, so I changed the cadence of my voice which resulted in the exact same response- silence. It took me a while before I stopped instinctively greeting every being I passed on my way to school, but a few months later I had ad...


Nice pics..
ReplyDeletei see you are still traveling all over!
@Blogoratti thanks, No these are pics from the storehouse:) Will begin another round of journeying next week. Thanks for stopping by!
ReplyDeleteNice pictures mate.. Thanks for stopping by.. And I did get your jab about the status updates...... Taken the post private just to ensure no other sensibilities are insulted.. I did take a jab at myself too.... LOL.
ReplyDelete@akaBagucci...Thank you too! Laughing here too!
ReplyDeleteFirst time here,I think.....
ReplyDeleteLovely pics...
those pots are gorgeous. I have never been to Kano. Must go to buy similar pots at least. Nice blog!
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