Thinking of home

A couple of days ago, my sister asked me when I’d be going back to Nigeria. Would I go next year? Because I want to accrue vacation time, I’ll probably have to wait until 2011. There is the possibility of taking time off without pay, but I still don’t know if my employer looks kindly on that, and I’d like another colleague to do it before I do.

From that question, we started talking about how things have changed from last November when we had just returned from Nigeria. I remember how homesick we were for Nigeria. Although we had been in Nigeria for less than a month, and although prior to this last visit I hadn’t been there for almost 15 years, it was like I had always lived there and I was getting used to the routines of the day: the NEPA shortages, getting water from the well, and sweating the day away. I loved seeing family members every day, and walking over to visit our cousins.

When we returned to Canada, we called our cousins and they called us every few days. We would play “remember when?” all the time, remembering the things we did, the people who touched our hearts, the close calls we had, and things like the crazy rainstorm that destroyed many houses in my grandmother‘s neighbourhood. We’d imitate the mannerisms of family members and laugh remembering them, or get angry remembering some injustices too.

We blasted Naija music from morning till night, and gushed to our brothers about how much they missed and how they have to go with us next time. We discussed potential businesses we could start should we decide to live in Nigeria in the future. We had trouble adjusting to our current timezone, waking up early no matter how late it was when we went to bed. If someone had told us we had to return to Nigeria immediately, we would have done so in a heartbeat. It was a good time.

But now, our memories of Nigeria are quieter, though they are not forgotten. They come up less frequently, and our calls to family members are less frequent also. This is due to our distance from Nigeria and our proximity to the reality of where we are right now. I know I have to go back to sharing stories of the people and incidents that happened before I really do start forgetting them.

Anyway, I guess this was a semi-homesick post. I think I’ll call my grandmother this evening.

20 thoughts on “Thinking of home

  1. Awww…just back from naija myself and I tell you…I'm missing naija already…as crazy as that place is…and as bleak as the future may seem for naija…atimes, I still love it over there…I hope to relocate someday…God willing!!!

  2. Yes! Go call your grandmother.

    It is difficult to keep in touch as time passes by and one gets caught up in routines and the life where you are living. I say call as often you can, even once a month is nice, and don't let too much time pass before you go back again. I know just what you mean, this goes for me anywhere I visit. The more time that passes the further away the whole country seems to me,but I am sure as soon as you get back you'll be right back into it!

  3. i was just thinking about the same thing last week. Only God know when i ll go to naija .

  4. Awww…yes you should call your Grandma!

    And try to keep in touch with those family members?

    ps: where was this place where you still get water from the wells?

  5. i just left naija this year for schoo and im already home going back this xmas though by God's grace…..first time here…u made me home sick too.

  6. awww…… i can imagine, i went home last in 3yrs and i really miss it…. the calls to family members dwindle as time goes on…. try to call at least once a month, thats what i do!

  7. I miss home too even though I only left there last year. Feels like years. I think that may be that the reason I call naija everyday.

  8. Nice one…maybe this is the opportunity for me to see you in person. I can vividly remember my first comment here. In it i wrote, i want to meet you in person..Anyway, just hit me up on 08059605024 when you do come to our Naija, goodNAIJAgirl…lol

  9. what an interesting post!

    My first 3 years in the US, I had to go back to Senegal all the time!!

    Now I am actually considering making the US my "home"…and I haven't been to Senegal in 7 years.

    I can't wait to visit Naija someday:)

  10. Get the when are you coming home question all the time, and though i miss the people and camaraderie of friends and naija idiosyncrasies, i do wonder sometimes shaaaaaaaa

  11. remind me never to read this page reminds me so much about home. i just got off the phone, where i was yabbing naija with a friend who is also here with spite of all the yabbings, i miss that country.i miss church (nothing like it here), i miss the night life (in spite of all the immorality involved.Lord, have mercy on me!!), i miss the fraternal lifestyle and most of all i miss naija music with soul and rhythm in it (this oyibo music no be am).damn!! i miss so much and i am over so far away (2 days away actually by the fastest transport mode available).

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