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Reminiscing Mondays: The ridiculous search for a hard bristle brush

It's been ages since I blogged, and obviously since then, a lot has happened.

For one, I decided to go natural. I decided to do this almost a month ago, and I'm not looking back. I'm not gonna big chop anytime soon, and plan to transition for a while. While I transition, I'll be wearing my hair in protective styles like box braids, corn rows, extensions, etc. On Friday night, I decided to give the cornrows a rest and wear my natural hair in a bun. I did "research" on Youtube and decided that for an effective bun, I need hair gel and a good hard bristle (also known as boar) brush. Ummm..where on earth will I find this in Victoria, BC?

Natural hair inspiration

I called Shoppers Drug Mart, and the lady who answered the phone didn't sound like she had any idea what I was talking about. I called Sally's Beauty Supply, and the rep said that the "ethnic hair section" was quite sparse but they do have boar brushes. Thing is, the only Sally's near Victoria, BC is 57 minutes away by bus. I decided that I gotta do what I gotta do.

The next morning, before embarking on my gel and brush journey, I decided to stop by Walmart. I got in there and couldn't even find the "ethnic hair section". That aisle was so sparse, it did not even have a mini-label. I walked by it a few times before finding it. I went with Ampro Pro Style Clear Ice Gel (roughly $3) and a Goody hard bristle brush which cost $15. I'm pretty impressed with both products and I'll do a review of the gel in a little bit.

Hats off to my natural sisters in Victoria, BC. The struggle is real.

Reminiscing Mondays: How I stopped my breakouts with aloe vera and Dickinson's witch hazel


I write about acne so much on this blog, but with good reason. My skin has had its highs and lows, but during the lows, aloe vera always saves the day.

Why is aloe vera so great for skin, you may ask. Aloe Vera contains a combination of minerals and vitamins including vitamins A, C, E and B-12. It also has essential proteins and fatty acids, calcium, zinc, magnesium and germanium.
Here's how I used this awesome plant on my skin:

1. After washing my face at night, I apply Dickinson's witch hazel. This toner is everything! I heard about it for years but didn't think I would be able to find it in Canada. I found it in the pharmacy aisle at Walmart.

2. After the witch hazel dries, I would cut a bit off the plant, slice it open, apply the gel and leave it on my face overnight.
That's it. My skin cleared up pretty fast and I haven't had breakouts since although I stopped using aloe vera.

Reminiscing: On apartment hunting and writing a rental resume

8 months ago, I decided to move out of home and get a place of my own. The apartment hunting process was fun, and I found a place on Day 3 of my search. I basically spent Day 1 glued to my computer going through online apartment listings, calling and making appointments. Day 2 was spent looking at 4 different places, and only 1 really stood out for me but was out of my price range, which was a bummer. By the end of Day 2, I kept searching for places online, and also decided to create a rental resume.

My place has a nice kitchen and I take advantage of this!
On Day 3, I checked out another place which I really loved and gave the owner and his partner my rental resume. This place was AMAZING and my sister and I were really excited about it. I believe my rental resume made me stand out from other prospective tenants.

Here's what my rental resume looked like:
Note: I did this on MS Word with regular formatting.

BOMA’S RENTAL RESUME

Looking for a place close to insert school name to call home

• Date of Birth: 

• Contact information: insert Phone number & email address 

• Current address: Family home with mum and two sisters. Leaving because it’s almost an hour away from school

• Current employment: 

• Past employment: Community Leader aka Resident at .... university. (this makes me look very responsible lol)

• Extracurricular activities: Cooking, event planning, student Ambassador, African &

Caribbean Students’ Association communications & events coordinator

• Personal references: insert 2 references

• Vehicle information: none

• Pet(s) information: none

Reminiscing Mondays: The hotness that is Li Dong Xue

Today's Reminiscing post is sort of unusual. Let's just call it the eye candy edition. I was watching the Legend of Zhen Huan before I started summer school and Li Dong Xue is a really good actor and his face is so wonderfully made! Take a minute to appreciate it..

He was born on Nov 27 1982 and is an actor and model.







Reminiscing Mondays: In total awe of TVXQ (and JYJ)

Today's Reminiscing post is sort of unconventional in the sense that it's sort of like a Kpop chat. But, let's take a minute to reflect on the awesomeness that is (was) TVXQ. I use was because now that they're split and although they're still awesome as 2TVXQ, it's not all 5.

TVXQ (DBSK) is arguably the most popular South Korean boy band ever!! 

Top 5 best selling Korean idol groups
1. TVXQ - 11,019,010
2. Girls' Generation - 4,070,170
3. KARA - 3,466,339
4. Big Bang - 2,967,430
5. Super Junior - 2,590,428

They didn't just conquer South Korea, they conquered all of Asia. 

Japan sales
1. TVXQ: 3,603,409 units
2. KARA: 1,078,569 units
3. SNSD: 785,810 units
4. 2PM: 561,594 units
5. Super Junior: 550,699 units

In 2008, they were recognized by Guiness Book of World records for having the world's largest official fan club. 800,000 in case you're wondering. 

Here are some of my favorite songs:

Stand by you

Mirotic

Keep your head down

I swear

Reminiscing Mondays: Thoughts on Lagos traffic, potholes and Toyota Prados

Today's Reminiscing post comes from my friend, Olu. He's "chillin" in Nigeria for a little bit and will be guest blogging his experiences, which I'm really excited to read. 

I recently had my very first traffic incident in Victoria Island, Lagos.

Lagos traffic
Image source
I had just paid N150 at a toll gate that is about as orderly as a jungle gym, and was heading towards one of the many roundabouts on this particular road. It was a Saturday so I guess the traffic warden – LASMAN (acronym for Lagos state something something…) – wasn’t on duty. As I was making my turn, a car clipped my rear bumper. “My dad is going to kill you man!” That’s what my cousin said, very encouraging right? I parked and jumped out of the car to see the damage but to my surprise there was none! We then strolled over; confidently I might add, to see the other car. He was apologetic. We even tried helping him sort out his damaged hood. We went our separate ways. End of! There was no exchange of insurance information or anything of that sort.

Driving in Lagos can be one of the most daunting tasks. It’s not the actual driving that is difficult (if my mom can drive, so can you!), but the added elements one has to deal with. Pot holes, nutters posing as bus drivers, pedestrians, pot holes, bikes, roadside markets, potholes, dead street lights, disobedience of traffic lights and signs, pot holes. You’ve probably guessed it by now: I hate pot holes! My arse will be forever grateful when I return to Canada. I intern at a multinational financial services firm. Their building is 30% vacant because of… pot holes.

Oh I left out the seemingly demonic traffic jams that can spring up anywhere, anytime. Yes, there are spiritual forces at work because for as long as I can remember the Lagos government has been tackling traffic. A morning prayer that includes destroying the evil forces behind traffic might sound funny to some, but to me? Perfectly normal. I recently started dabbling in that practice and its working!! I wake up by 5:15am for my 8:00am job, and mind you I am always late. With the okada banned, power bikes have become very popular except these blokes take it to the next level by riding around in robo-cop attire. Have you ever seen a power bike in Lagos traffic? Pitiful. Its total essence—freedom and power—lost. And people do the most ridiculous things: driving or reversing into oncoming traffic even at night, stopping in the middle of the road to buy a newspaper.

The only good thing about traffic is that the road becomes a mall of some sort, with a food court featuring gala, groundnuts, ice-cream, fruits, drinks etc. Some products are absolutely ridiculous like teddies or towels. Would you buy a towel that probably doubles as a nighttime blanket for the mature looking lad selling them? And dog collars?? But people do buy these things. I’ve seen it and I was shocked. A teddy?! Then there are those that will go through the hawkers’ entire product line and end up buying nothing. I detest those folks…very cold of them. And this one guy does business on roller blades, weaving effortlessly through traffic. I thought that was brilliant!

Then rain! I could write a book on how rain can be so crippling in Lagos. Absolute madness ensues. Traffic quantifies. People are more impatient and a lot more aggressive. Accidents multiply. Drains overflow and streets are flooded. Rubbish floats around in the street and more bloody pot holes appear. Yesterday when it rained, my uncle’s driver bitch slapped a young boy that wheels around barrels of water because of a small scratch. It was so distasteful. I let him have it, and he has been ignoring me since. Can’t be arsed though. Everything just becomes congested.

The point is don’t buy a car you are not willing to let get damaged because your Lamborghini would be f*&%ed. I can’t count how many Toyota Prado jeeps I’ve seen since I arrived. At first I tweeted “40 Toyota Prado in this car park #swagballers” but then I later found out that these cars were built to absorb the impact of potholes #practical, but the one I ride in is 10 years old so most of the technology has depreciated. Leave your house by 5am and close before 5pm or wait till 10pm to avoid traffic on the island; if you live on the mainland you’re screwed either ways. When it rains, take that rain check and call in sick; and finally unless you own a Prado, embrace the potholes cos a pillow doesn’t do shit.

Reminiscing Mondays: Personalities on Nigeria's "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire"

It's been a while since I watched this show and a LOOOOT has changed since 2006 or so when I last watched it.
Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, WWTBAM, Nigeria

Frank Edoho
For one, Frank Edoho comes off as a little bit arrogant to me, and not as likeable as before. He's still quite funny, but more cocky than funny. But I really do enjoy the fact that Frank thinks he's a comedian and cracks jokes at a contestant's expense.

But, what's up with him making suggestive remarks to the dude for bringing a female family friend to the show. First off, the guy is married so he needs to shut the hell up. We already know how Frank's marriage ended. Is that a low blow?

Frank Edoho

Also, I felt offended by the fact that he would tell a contestant something like "come on be a man, choose one" (17:46min).

The Audience
The audience is quite intelligent though. I didn't think they would get the question about the end of monarchical rule in Egypt right (18:50min). I had no clue either, but thank you Google! There's always such an interesting mix of people sitting in the background which is quite interesting because I wasn't expecting too much from them, but I clearly judged too soon.

The Contestant (Sulayman Ojitayo)
Quite intelligent and well spoken, but I wish he walked away with $2 million. It's funny how he said "life is about taking risks", yet after using all 3 lifelines on a question, he still wasn't brave enough to go with the 3 lifelines and his gut feeling. He then sheepishly blamed Frank for making him chicken out, which was totally unfair.

If I were to contest on the show and I had no lifelines to use on a question, I'm not the type of risk taker who would go with a guess. However, I would definitely have enough faith in 3 lifelines and my gut to make a decision. Oh well..that's just me. 

Reminiscing Mondays: Botswana church songs

Church in Botswana is a lot of fun. It's exciting, really full of energy, inspiring and a total workout. Yeah, I said workout. We would dance so much during praise and worship that we would be sweating. Talk about a calorie burner! Today's Reminiscing Mondays post is all about my favorite Botswana church songs.

We attended Winners' Chapel, Gaborone and if you know this church, you would know that it is a diverse congregation comprising of people from all around Africa. This reflected in church songs as well, as we sang songs in Setswana, Zulu, Swahi, Yoruba and Pidgin. How amazing is that?!

Winners Chapel International Botswana, Gaborone

Ahuna Ya Tswanang Le Jesu



Re ya Go Boka Morena


Modimo Re Boka Wena



Translation
Mighty God we thank you
Everything and anything
Was made by you
Oh Mighty Lord we thank you

Yesu ni Wangu

Yesu ni Wangu
Yesu ni wangu wa uzima wa milele
Wauzima wa milele



Ke na le Modisa


When I remember



My God is good
This song is sang all over Africa, it's not just Bots.



Dumela Fela
Dumela fela
Dilo tsothe di lokile'

Translation
Only believe,all is well

I could go on, but I`ll stop here. I hope this is taking you back to those good ol days of church in Botswana.


 Reminiscing Mondays is a weekly post by Pearlle Magazine's contributors, sharing their memories about growing up in Africa.

Reminiscing Mondays: Black in Canada | Don't ask me where I'm from

Where are you from? Does anyone else find that irritating? Especially when the person doesn't ask for my name first, and is clearly only interested in my nationality. I think as I've lived overseas for longer and my accent is less noticeable, people are probably less curious as to where I'm from. However, this doesn't deter some people from asking and it's quite obvious that they ask because I'm black and sound different.

My friend who was born in Kingston, Ontario get asked a lot because many people assume that because she is black, she probably can't be from Canada. Yes, she is of Nigerian heritage, however, she's born and raised in Canada so is Canadian. It's even worse when they reply, "No, where are you really from?" Sometimes I answer this question without hesitation if it comes up in conversation, and depending on who's asking. I do understand that some people ask this question with great intentions and I've had some good conversations with people as a result of their asking this question. However, I've had more less-than-positive experiences and here are a few reasons why I hate being asked where I'm from:

1. I feel exorticized and 'othered'
2. It makes me feel that no matter how long I live in Canada, I'll never be fully accepted as a Canadian and Canada is not home
3. My response usually prompts the asker to fill me in on the years of African stereotypes they've accumulated and feel the need to share
4. It reminds me that dumbasses out there don't care to know me but are only interested in my accent and the color of my skin
5. Finally, like the 4 reasons above, it boils down to the fact that it's not about me, but my country of origin, so it is a pointless question.

Here are 2 videos that shed more light on this:
Rinaldo Walcott is so on point with his response



CL's "The Baddest Female" vs Solange's "Losing You" | Cultural Appropriation vs Appreciation

 "The Baddest Female" by CL



In CL's "The Baddest Female" MV, we see the typical wanna-be gangster theme which YG Entertainment loves. I'm sure anyone who follows Kpop knows that YG is all about portraying their artistes as tough, gangster ballers. I love YG, but I'm just being real. How exactly does CL appropriate and glamorize rap culture?  She does this by taking cultural symbols that mean nothing to her and erasing, exorticizing and commodifying them.
CL, The Baddest Female

CL fans say that she isn't talking about the hood, but about female empowerment and portrayals of females in Asian culture. Fair enough, but this video doesn't showcase that at all. In the screenshot below of the girls sitting outside while braiding their hair, it's so obvious that that was done because they think it's cool. "That's what we see in gangster films, so let's put it in CL's video". As a Nigerian (who hasn't lived in the hood), I know that people sit outside to braid their hair because there's no power (no ACs) and it gets too hot. There's nothing cool about that. What does CL know about this?

CL, The Baddest Female

TL; DR Cultural appropriation erases the history and meaning of something that holds cultural value. These symbols are then (mis)appropriated usually for aesthetic purposes. There is nothing wrong with drawing inspiration from other cultures, but it gets offensive when it's used as a gimmick.

CL, The Baddest Female


"Losing You" by Solange Knowles

Solange's "Losing You" MV was directed by Melina Matsoukas and shot in Capetown, South Africa. It has this vintage feel to it, just like Solange and is also hip, just like the song. I love how South Africans aren't used as props but are incorporated into the video. Solange does her thing, which is sort of goofy (awkward dancing scenes, anyone?), while the people in the background carry on with their lives.
Solange, Losing You

The video showcases some snazzily dressed gentlemen known as Le Sap in the Congo or  in South Africa. The Sap began in Congo when it was a French colony. Many Congolese men were fascinated with the elegance and sophistication of the French and decided to emulate it. Melina talks about how obsessed she was with the Sapeur culture and the process of understanding their art. 
Solange, Losing You

What I loved about this video was how it embraced and represented South African township culture in its original form. I love that the depth the video brings in its portrayal of the Sap gentlemen, and Solange's interaction with her surroundings. Critics argue that her video glamorizes the townships, which I totally disagree with. There's nothing glamorous about box-like houses, unpaved roads and commuting in a crowded combi (bus).

Solange, Losing You

Solange, Losing You, Combi 

Reminiscing Mondays: Church Business in Nigeria

Today's Reminiscing post comes from my friend, Olu. He's "chillin" in Nigeria for a little bit and will be guest blogging his experiences, which I'm really excited to read. 

I’ve been to 4 different churches in Lagos. Trust me; there is no shortage of choice. In economic terms the market is oversaturated. I’ve attended 5, 4, 3 ½ and 1 ½ hour services; each with its little quirks. I wasn’t amused at the longer ones.

The atmosphere on Sunday mornings is totally different from the weekdays. The change begins in the wee hours of the morning; the young ladies I live with change their playlists from Don Jazzy to Don Moen. Their outfits would have been brought out and pressed the night before, and a bathroom order would have determined too. There’s just this air of order and tranquility that doesn’t carry over into the rest of the week. The girls then come out looking particularly stunning – the term Sunday best, personified. Everyone looks their best, except me of course. I like dressing down, not up.

When we get out on the road, the usual traffic jams are non-existent! I can’t explain it because there are a ton of people on their way to church yet traffic flows seamlessly. Possible miracle? It is Sunday after all :). Most radio stations "get saved" and play gospel tracks and sermons all day. Bus drivers give way to pedestrians, the constant honking seize, and the scowl on the faces of old women is gone. Lagosians are transformed.

Last week I counted 20 churches on a 10-minute drive to church! I saw one building with two different churches, one on top of the other. I’ve seen churches at the mall, open-aired churches, tent churches, inception churches (a church within a church), and a church on top of a church. Apart from the popular franchises, individuals have also begun tapping into this seemingly robust market. I can guarantee you that a new church is planted every week in Lagos. I am not going to analyze the authenticity of different ministries because it is not my place, but I’ve met some people with personal experiences that are very critical of some churches.



There are "tooch"/rich churches where the big men and celebs bless the congregation with their presence. The praise/worship session in these churches are particularly long and the dancing is epic – young chicks and older women getting low, shaking their bottoms letting go of all inhibitions. I could hardly concentrate because so much was going on. Then there are others with just the pastor and his family in attendance. Awkward! Preaching to your wife and kids… but I see fulfillment and contentment in the way they go about their work.


I asked a pastor why there are so many churches and why so many people attend. His response was one word: hope. He said if everyday Nigerians began to get rich and comfortable like us in North America, they would not bother coming to church. It’s the chaos, poverty, and suffering that motivate a lot of people to attend church where they can hear messages of hope, prosperity and restoration. A pastor I respect describes this motivation as seeking His hand, not His face. (His=God’s)

Reminiscing Mondays: Music | Oldies but goodies

1. Jeremiah Gyang ft M.I - Kauna Allah
Jeremiah Gyang is one of the most talented artistes in the Nigerian music industry. It's such a shame that his career never took off. It's kinda odd hearing M.I rap about gospel though lol



2. Sunny Neji - Tolotolo
Who remembers this? Turkey na for chop o.



3. Resonance - Chinwe Ike
It's quite unfortunate that they split up, they would have done great things. Esther is back in the game with a few new releases.

Reminiscing Mondays: The Maldives

Today's Reminiscing post comes from my friend, Olu. He'll be "chillin" in Nigeria for a little bit and will be guest blogging his experiences, which I'm really excited to read. 

 There was a thunderstorm my first night back. I would’ve thought it was a bad sign…if I didn’t know any better. The objective of these entries is purely to record my informal observations. I say informal because this
allows me to get away with all manners of grammatical errors (see what I did there?) This is DEFINITELY
an amateurs’ attempt and I claim to be no expert in blogging, or whatever topics I will be writing on. I will try and include a picture or a short clip in each entry for continuity sake. I admit the title is a bit odd but it is supposed to be a metaphor.


On my 13 hour flight from Atlanta to Lagos, I watched a fascinating documentary about the Maldives. It featured a brief exposé on the country’s pseudo-democratic rule it was subject to for about 30 years. When a young brown knight on a horse emerged to challenge the norm and champion the peoples’ cause, people straightened their backs – because as MLK said, “A man cannot ride your back unless it is bent.” He won the election and the Maldives lived happily ever after, right? Wrong! Within the first month of occupying office, his administration was faced with a new type of problem. Their country that is made of thousands of island was sinking, a consequence of global warming. This is what I see here in Nigeria. We won the fight, but we are now sinking. A new type of problem has arisen and now people are trying to stay afloat. There you have it! Title explained. 

I would like to thank God for this opportunity to come back home after so long, and all the experiences He has preordained— the spontaneous ones too. To my folks, thank you for footing some of the bill. Ms. Brown thanks for this small piece of your large pie that is Pearlle. Hope I spelt that correctly!

Reminiscing Mondays: In case you ever doubted that church = party time in Africa . . .

In case there was ever any doubt, check out these videos. Yep, going to church is pretty much a workout.

Joyous Celebration




Uche Agu - Ngizo bambhelela



Uche Agu - My God is Good



Reminiscing Mondays: Nigeria | Neocolonialism and the Ogoni struggle

Today's Reminiscing post looks at neocolonialism in Nigeria and how it's affected the Ogoni people in Nigeria.

Wikipedia defines neo-colonialism as such:

Neo-colonialism (also Neocolonialism) is the geopolitical practice of using capitalism, business globalization, and cultural imperialism to control a country, in lieu of either direct military control or indirect political control, i.e. imperialism and hegemony. The term neo-colonialism was coined by the Ghanaian politician Kwame Nkrumah, to describe the socio-economic and political control that can be exercised economically, linguistically, and culturally, whereby promotion of the culture of the neo-colonist country facilitates the cultural assimilation of the colonised people and thus opens the national economy to the multinational corporations of the neo-colonial country.



The rhetoric we hear in primary/secondary school is, "Nigeria got her independence from the British in 1960 and became an independent country since then". Well, we're still bitches...just independent ones. Colonial rule is over but is transformed into neo-colonialism which still retains and maintains, in this case, economic and commercial ties. Unfortunately, in Nigeria this surface change in power is taken as actual history and the neo-colonial bit is almost ignored.  

The Niger Delta has amazing agricultural land and a lot of resources. The Ogoni people are a huge ethnic group that has lived there for centuries. Thanks to Shell and other companies, the livelihood of people who live in the Niger Delta is permanently threatened. Shell began drilling for oil in 1958 and in 1990 Ken Saro-Wiwa formed the Movement of the Survival of Ogoni People (MOSOP), demanding environmental justice on their land. He was assassinated on November 10 1995 but the struggle continues. 

In typical exploitative fashion, Shell has ignored the well-being of the Ogoni people and other tribes living in the Niger Delta and this is of course being done with the support (direct or indirect) of the Nigerian government. In case you didn't know, crude oil accounts for about 80% of government income. The government doesn't just support Shell but also ensures that peaceful demonstrations don't take place.

Here's some of the crap that's going down:



Whenever we visited our family in Port Harcourt, we didn't really notice the effects of environmental degradation on the land. To be honest, we had nothing to really compare it to. The only thing we constantly heard was how the price of sea food was becoming really expensive because fishermen were finding it harder to catch fish. As kids, it didn't occur to us why this was the case.

We end this with the words of Ken Saro-Wiwa:

'We either win this war to save our land, or we will be exterminated, because we have nowhere to run to.'  

Reminiscing Mondays: World Sleep Day (March 15)

Today's Reminiscing post looks back at World Sleep Day with glee and amusement. First of all yall, I feel the need to point out that this is a real event that has been organized annually since 2008 by the World Sleep Day Committee of the World Association of Sleep Medicine (W.A.S.M). It hopes to "celebrate the benefits of good and healthy sleep and to draw society attention to the burden of sleep problems and their medicine, education and social aspects; to promote sleep disorders prevention and management."



I have to shamefully admit that I did not celebrate World Sleep Day in all its glory on Friday night. I stayed awake till early Saturday morning and got about 5 hours of sleep before heading out to attend an event put together by a campus advocacy group I am a member of. I will hopefully do this event more justice next year. 

World Sleep Day is not just about sleeping but also raising awareness of sleep disorders and enabling better understanding and preventability. I wish employers would take this day seriously and give employees the day off or a half day to catch up on sleep. How great would it be if this was implemented in schools? March is crunch time for me and I would appreciate it if my university recognized this and gave me a day off to catch up on sleep! Sigh... 

Reminiscing Mondays: Africa Magic Viewers Choice Awards | Genevieve's dress & Nigerian's double standards

The Africa Magic Viewers Choice Awards took place 2 days ago. There was a lot of talk about who was the best/worst dressed. Typical awards red carpet stuff..yawns. Genevieve's dress got many tongues wagging.

I looked at that dress and thought "dayummm..Genevieve looking on point". Ohhh..but guess what? Many Nigerians were appalled by the outfit and someone even wrote "exposing boobs is not in our culture" LOL. Are you kidding me? Showing cleavage is not part of our culture but wearing skinny jeans is? #logicfail

The hilarious thing is that people think so backward that they forgot that Genevieve wasn't naked but was going for a look and her overall look is sophisticated and classy. Here's a picture to show you what I mean:

Genevieve Nnaji, Karen Igho, African Magic Viewers Choice Awards

Karen Igho on the other hand looks plain trashy. Genevieve's look isn't. I'm not one to show cleavage and I never do but I definitely have no issues with what Genevieve is wearing. So yes, Nigerian females worldwide who love to point fingers, here's something to think of. You probably don't go around in Nigerian clothes all day, you wear weaves and makeup, you speak English, and guess what - that's not Nigerian culture. Colonization is still showing its ugly face today. Sit your butts down!!

In other news, Genevieve wore this amazing yellow dress as well. The dress is part of the April by Kunbi collection

Genevieve Nnaji

Reminiscing Mondays: Black identity in Canada

It's been a few days since the end of Black History Month and I wanted to write a brief recap of an event we recently hosted at my university. We had many conversations around this topic in my school club and I wanted to share the questions that we asked the panelists during the panel discussion.

It was a great discussion and something my group plans to continue to do. It's sad that for many people, the only time they think about black history is during the month of February (the shortest month in the year).

1. What does it mean to be black in Canada?

Theme: Immigration



2. How does Canadian black history fit into the myth that Canada is a nation of immigrants?

3. Should immigrants give up their cultural identity for the sake of integrating into Canadian society?

Theme: Identity

"From the desecrated slave cemetery called Nigger Rock in Saint Armand, Quebec, to the desecrated cemeteries of Priceville, Grey County Ontario, to the segregated poverty in North Preston, Nova Scotia, to the destruction of Africville, to the disappearance of Hogan’s Alley in Vancouver, to the re-appropriation of Little Burgundy in Montreal – Canada has a long and enduring history of anti-black racism. In Canada, black people have been both victim and they have resisted being victimized. Such is part of what it means to be Black here. Each of those stories tells us that Black people have a long and intimate history to this colonial space we call Canada. It is a paradoxical history, a confusing history, and a history of subordination and resistance and seduction to being subordinated. It is indeed complicated. But it is also, incredibly, a history of active resistance too." – Rinaldo Walcott

4. How do we highlight the role of resistance in telling a Canadian black story?

5. How do we sustain black involvement and black visibility



6. How do we draw more attention to Canadian black history?

7. Are blacks part of a vision for a future Canada?

Reminiscing Mondays: Nigeria's Niger Delta

Yep...it's a pretty screwed up situation. Do you get a sense of that from this poem? It's written by Faith Brown but Tonye made the video a few years ago.



Image source
To those concerned: thanks for ruining our land!

Reminiscing Mondays: Nigeria's 1996 Olympic soccer gold medal

While we're still basking in last week's Nations Cup glory, although we're not old enough,  we wanted to Reminisce about Nigeria's Olympic soccer gold medal. Listen to Sunday Oliseh talk about Nigeria's victory.



This goal!


Thank you for a job well done:

Celestine Babayaro
Taribo West
Kanu Nwankwo
Uche Okechukwu
Emmanuel Amunike
Tijani Babangida
Wilson Oruma
Teslim Fatusi
Jay-Jay Okocha
Victor Ikpeba
Abiodun Obafemi
Garba Lawal
Daniel Amokachi
Sunday Oliseh
Mobi Oparaku
Joseph Dosu