I think the most painful realisation comes when you find that you cannot speak your mother tongue as well as you do the language of the land where you grew up. My English is evidence of this. When something as simple as a colour, or the name of an animal in your mother tongue leaves you dumb. Yesterday I could not find the word for ‘turtle’ in Somali, only after my mother reminded me, did I recall knowing it.
We betray our mother tongues, for the languages of nations who will never fully accept us. We let the strangeness infest our mouths until we forget how to accommodate our original tongues.
- mother tongue, Farah Gabdon (via thegabdonwrites)
Happy Monday! I woke up this morning, exhausted from this weekend of singing and weddings and work, and now it’s another week. It’s kind of hitting me that I’ll be back home soon, and while I can’t wait to see my family, there are some many things that I love about London and feel like I need to still experience.
Since its spring, the weather has been a bit nicer than normal, but today it’s…
All over my twitter timeline, there has been discussion about how great the new Olamide videos are, and I had to look at them for myself.
The first video Anifowose made me tear up a bit ( actually a lot) and I couldn’t get over how beautifully the story was. Big ups to Kemi Adetiba and her production, she has the skill of creating beautiful stories and visuals to music. I love the humility of…