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...
It looks so pretty! It looks like I'll be able to take comparable pictures by morning tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteHave a great week, Tomi...I hope your weekend was a nice one!
Thanks GNG, My weekend was lovely:)
ReplyDeleteI have added the pictures of the morning after too: Have an even greater week! Bye!
wow, looks cool '
ReplyDeleteme still waiting to experience mine
sure to let you see a comparison
thought it was supposed to be colder here
hmummmmm!!!!