There’s a bench in the park that’s keeping all of my secrets
On it lies the things I have seen with my ears and the things I have heard with my eyes
On that bench I watch things
Most days I watch humans Continue reading The Noise in the Silence
So, I have talked about the weather, the heating system, coats, partying and a bit about Ottawa city in my previous posts. Today I wanna share my Canadian dating experience. Hold tight, this is one bumpy ride. Continue reading Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 3
First significant lesson I learn upon exiting the airport and heading home is that in Canada, interior places are almost always warm in winter while exterior places make you feel like one that bears the brunt of Rose’s betrayal in Titanic.
Now that I have actually experienced icy weather, my doubts about Rose’s commitment to Jack on that ship and specifically on that piece of door in the open ocean have been cemented. No, I will never get over it. She let him die people. It was freaking cold. He was freezing! I…I…I just can’t. 😭😭 Continue reading Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 2
So I have been in Canada for close to two months now. I come from one of those countries the American vile douchebag president Trump calls “shithole countries,” …because you know, Africa. I’m not even surprised anymore. Not even mad. I have already offered two thorough courses on modern African civilization right here so am not about to get into that right now. There’s no cure for people that deliberately choose to remain ignorant. Continue reading Culture Shock for the African in Canada – Part 1