Growing up in Zimbabwe and moving to Canada at a young age the world was super confusing. It was a battle between keeping my culture but fitting in into the new world. I could tell no matter which way I decided to go I was an outcast. I had the perception that white people were always superior and now being surrounded by more of them than I had seen my whole life made me feel small. Like Ngozi Adichie, my knowledge of the western world was that it was all about rich white people who had everything. Like Adichie, the best way to unlearn is through literature. This is a great way to show different perceptive of culture.
My Canadian schooling presented some super negative view on Africa in general. Unlike my perception when I was in Zimbabwe of the great things the western world had to offer, Africa was seen as poor place where flies where everywhere and people had no food. Im not sure what Africa that was as I lived there and never experienced these things. Students would ask me if I knew what a television was as if I was a cave man. My truth didn’t matter because they had grown up with this perception of Africa already. Plus Africa was a country to them rather than a continent, so me saying I was from Zimbabwe was as good was me saying I flew in from out of space. These stories were hard to change because of my position as the newcomer. I now understand that my voice matters. I can speak up and let people know we have television in AFRICA and yes there is some great food.