I always knew I was an African Queen, but my visit to Africa confirmed it.
In America, I am identified as an African American because I am black. So my entire life, I knew that you were apart of me. However, I don’t know if I am from Tanzania, Botswana, Seychelles , Zimbabwe, or Nigeria. But I do know I am from the continent of Africa.
I always knew I would come back home to the continent because I spoke it into existence. I remember telling my friend Sandy, who married a man from Ghana and she visited the country. I told her I am going to Nigeria one day, she said I don’t like Nigeria because it’s to much like America.
Fast forward, a few years later, I said I want an African Man because African men value women and family different than American men.There is always power in the tongue and I was blessed by everything I said.
While I still don’t know which country I am from, one day I will do my ancestry dna test to find out. Until then, my husband says I am Nigerian and I am honored to be.
Africa you provided me with one of my greatest blessings other than my daughter, my husband. If not for him, I don’t think I would have came to the continent so soon. But I am honored and blessed to have visited Nigeria.
The media can be poisonous. The media will make you believe so many bad things about Africa, but I am not the kind of person who believe what I see or hear. I know it is two sides to every story. No one is perfect. No nation is perfect, not even the great United States of America, I am just blessed to live here.
Africa is called the motherland because it’s the birthplace of every human race.
I don’t live life listening to others who have never experienced going to another . I believe in gaining my own experiences. As that’s what life is all about.
So many people said and thought negative things against my visit to the Africa. I couldn’t understand because most of them was African American . And it’s not because they visited the country, it was all hear say and what they saw on television.
My only struggles was the heat and my diet. Africa I couldn’t stop sweating. I was the only one sweating bullets, while everyone around me was cool. (Lol) The food choices were good. I love the bbq fish and I tasted ram (which was really good). I ate the jollof rice. And I tried a little fufu. I don’t eat beef, so my meals were limited. As the country love to eat goat meat.
My experience was like no other, it was the most beautiful experience I have ever had in my life. Going to Africa changed my whole existence and view on life. After my trip, I don’t complain. Realizing that I am blessed.
The most beautiful feeling was being a majority. I was with my people. I felt like I belonged there. There was no racism, people was not looking at me like I didn’t belong. It was an an unexplainable feeling. Everyone welcomed me and showed be so much love. I truly felt like I was dreaming.
The love and the warmth of the people meant so much to me. The amount of love I had for 10 days doesn’t equal to the love I have lived in America my entire life. Everything about the people I encountered was genuine and pure.
I admired the work ethic of the people considering some of the work conditions. I admired the husstle. I admired the strength of the people. I always wondered where I get my strength.
Until we meet again Africa, I thank you for the life changing experience.
LaShawn Uchenna Ani
Here are some pictures of my vacation. I hope you enjoy.