We did a ton of dumb shit as tweens and adolescents in school: hit our peers with a rubber band and a piece of paper for ‘fun’. Stuck our thumbs for unsuspecting classmates to sit on ‘as a joke’ (how was dosgbe ever a thing?) and we observed advanced economic concepts in managing our resources. You know, by never tearing our middle sheets for school.
In a bit of a reminiscing mood, we caught up with (and didn’t make up the conversations at all) 4 people who took their middle sheets very, very seriously back in school Here’s what they had to say:
Edward
In case you didn’t know, you are speaking to the CTO of Middle Sheets Inc, a multi-national company that is 100% real, unless you heard something from my LinkedIn contacts which I can explain.
Anyway, my turning point with the sheets came in JSS2, I had to write a make up social studies test with a colleague of mine. Long story short, I had two middle sheets I stole collected from a classmate’s literature note. After refusing to give said colleague one-sheet even though I fully could, my teacher praised me for my resolve, praised me to my principal and from there the UN recognised me for my bravery and diligence and shortly after in SS1, I was given my job as CTO and I’ve been there ever since. It’s been 34 years.
Magdalena
For most people, the middle sheet life ended once they got to the middle of the book and had to start writing over it. Me? I didn’t see things life that. I realised the holiness of the middle sheet and kept it clean.
In SS 2, I had maybe 17 notes for Biology, and this was just for the first term because when I got to that middle, my conscience just couldn’t let me write over the holy sheets. I’d write only in the first half of the book. Do you know how tough it is to carry 36 books for biology alone on open day?
My chiropractor says I’ll one day heal from the back pain, personally, I don’t mind moving around and doing life with a hunch back. What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger.
Jummy
So funny story, I had to take my first semester of 400 level again. I wish I had a dramatic story to narrate, maybe I beat somebody up or told a misogynistic lecturer to suck it — but it was all because I refused to tear my middle sheet for myself during the last test of the semester.
Everyone around me begged me to tear a sheet from my note. *shudders* Some even offered to give me their middle sheets. But I just couldn’t take it. The middle sheet is too special to waste on a life-changing test that was incredibly important to my GPA.
Anyway, I have therapy in five minutes. Any other questions for me?
Divine
Thank you so much for taking the time out to do this interview. I don’t have a lot of friends and hearing another person’s voice that isn’t courtesy an MTN customer care attendant actually feels really good.
So you know how some people refused to tear their middle sheets? I took mine several notches higher. I reported people that tore their middle sheets and made up stories to get them punished.
Writing tests was hard for everyone in my class, they all knew they’d get in trouble if they tore from their notes, but they couldn’t write tests without it. Anyway, let’s thank the Lord for online chat rooms and people who don’t know your gist from secondary school. It gets lonely when they find out though.
Do you show up to the front of the queue last minute because you ‘kept space’? Are you the patient kind? Let’s see.
Let’s get one thing straight, nobody should be re-opening anything in Nigeria with the climbing coronavirus numbers. We can’t believe we have to say this, but here we are.
Starting in the first week of June, churches and mosques around Nigeria will be permitted to re-open their spaces for mass congregation. Now we know Nigerians are some bold troopers, but we will advise, very clearly so our conscience remains clear in this situation:
…at home, where it’s safe
But should you decide that this Sunday everybody and their mother must see your matching ankara dress and mask ensemble, we have an idea of how your day is going to go:
When pastor is about to blow the holy spirit into the room and your face, but you remember how invasive that covid-19 test is:
If you can’t find a no-contact way to pass this spirit, let’s just move it till another date.
How pastors will struggle to think of another way to connect the congregation, because nobody will agree to hi-five their neighbour in these corona times
Maybe air first bumps? What to do, what to do.
Not wanting to touch the offering basket being passed around, but not wanting to seem like a dick by refusing to give it to your neighbour
Should have just sat my bum at home.
How you’ll go to the back of the church, safe and away from everyone to finally express the praise and worship that has been bubbling inside you since lockdown started
I mean, you’re crazy for Jesus, but let’s have sense here.
How you unlook when service ends and the assistant pastor starts encouraging members to visit the homes of those not in church to encourage them to come next week
Inside which pandemic?
Learning patience by force, because it’s not you and corona that will be struggling with everyone trying to leave church at the same time after service
Never have, never will.
It might not always seem like it, but working from home is the type of work my fellow lazys tend to describe as ‘hard’.
Throw in a day filled with that crazy breeze, and those little pitter-patter sounds courtesy the rain hitting the roofs and ground around you, and your day working from home easily goes from a mild category 1 hardness to an alarming 5.
If you’re reading this from the office or are in a little doubt about just how hard working from home can be, we’ve made a whole list to show you that this working from home thing? E no be beans at all:
How you wake up in the morning and try to psych yourself to go to the office i.e the sitting room
Please now, don’t you want salary this month?
Sitting on your bed and contemplating if the query you’ll get from missing work would be so bad
I can bounce back, just small query. What’s there?
When you hear that first sound of thunder and you and your bed start looking at each other like…
Who will win this battle?
Your ginger to work when NEPA does its thing the moment it catches the first sniff of that rain smell in the air
Well, that wasn’t a surprise.
Deciding on a ‘compromise’ and dashing yourself an undeserved hour of sleep on your bed
Self-sabotage is the sweetest kind of sabotage.
Waking up six hours later and scrambling to answer all the work emails
Which kain devil sent me to sleep this sleep?
Trying to get work done, but forgetting yourself and staring out at the rain every two minutes
This battle is no joke.
Last last, congratulating yourself that you don’t have rush hour traffic and rain to deal with
Little blessings
You know, for people who have the hardest time permitting their children to attend sleepovers, inter-state excursions and any program not designed for the church or mosque, Nigerian parents are awfully trusting when their children decide an education abroad is what they want to spend a few years of their lives pursuing.
And when it comes to the holy trinity of Nigerian parent dreams for their children’s futures – engineers, lawyers and doctors, you can be sure The US, The UK and Ukraine will get no objections from Daddy Junior when those international school brochures start landing in the mail. Which brings us round to Ukraine.
If you’re Nigerian, you may have noticed an interesting uptick in your younger peers and family members, uploading pictures to their socials with an abroad-looking sky (you know what I mean), and a location tag that says ‘Ukraine’. More often than not, this peer is usually in the Ukraine to study medicine, contributing to the country’s notoriety as a medical education destination.
But should you spend your coins investing in a medical education in Ukraine? We investigated. But first, a little about Ukraine.
What exactly is Ukraine’s gist?
Ukraine is a large country in Eastern Europe, with a population of over 41 million people. Interestingly, the Ukranian population has experienced a steady dip. In 2013, their number were a little above 44 million, but high emigration and death rates, with a confounding low birth rate have contributed to its steady decline.
The people of Ukraine speak Ukranian as a first language, while some native speakers know Russian as a second language. So if you’re planning on moving there, now is not the time to ignore DuoLingo’s very manipulative practice prompts.
The country is fairly young, knowing independence for just 29 years and it is bordered by 7 countries – Russia, Belarus, Poland, Slovakia, Hungary, Romania and Moldovia.
Now that you know a little Ukranian trivia, let’s hop on to the question any aspiring medical student would want to know
Why should I spend my coins on a Ukranian medical education?
Let’s make this simple. You already know the exchange rates of the Naira to the Dollar and Pound, so no need to rehash horror stories. The Ukranian Hryvnia however, goes for an interesting ₴1 to 14 Naira. Now look at these stats.
Average medical tuition fees in the US: $37,556 (public, in-state) to $62,194 (public, out-of-state)
Average medical tuition fees UK: £20,590 per year for the first two years, then over £40,000 for years 3, 4 and 5 for non-EU students i.e you.
Average medical tuition fees Ukraine: around $4000 – $4500 for studying in English and even cheaper in Russian or Ukranian (again, double up on DuoLingo hustle).
Put simply, with a Ukranian medical degree, you enjoy the benefits of being able to apply for a medical job anywhere in the world, for a sizable fraction of the cost.
Also important is the fact that admission into Ukranian medical schools does not require entrance examinations, a big deal when you consider that foreign counterparts like the US require the MCAT (Medical College Admission Test), likewise the UK’s UKCAT (United Kingdom Clinical Aptitude Test).
Not so shabby, no? We’ll see.
What else is great about Ukraine?
Its cost of living
Ukraine is a relatively cheap place to live, emphasis on the relative. To get a decent accommodation, fully furnished in places other than its capital Kiev like Chenrnihiv, Lviv, Rivne, can set you back around $250-$400 per month. While housing in its capital- Kiev can cost around $400-$600 per month.
This relative low cost stretches to its services, like haircuts, tailoring, manicures, shoe repairs.
The Ukranian transport system
Ukraine is navigable via trolleybus, tram, bus and in some parts, metros. These costs are also relatively low with a bus, metro or trolleybus ride within the city averaging around 8 UAH or ₦112.
The Ukranian Instagram flex is unmatched
Ukraine is full of historical sites which in millenial speak translates to hella Instagrammable spots.
Ukraine is home to 7 UNESCO world heritage sites, gorgeous cathedrals like Saint Sophia’s in Kiev. Museums, a dolphinarium and plenty historical buildings.
What’s not so great about Ukraine?
First off, Eastern Ukraine has spent the better part of the last six-years embroiled in a crisis. As of April 2020, the UN estimated that 3.4 million Ukranians were in need of humanitarian assistance. This means that a large portion of the country is displaced and in the middle of cripplng conflict.
I don’t know how else to put this but, racism and xenophobia are so entrenched in the Ukranian culture, it has its own Wikipedia page.
A quick scan through Nairaland, discussions with past inhabitiants of Ukraine and a simple Google search will reveal some overt and covert instances of racism in the country.
From locals giving non-locals a wide berth in public transportation, to targeted police attacks on immigrants. Worthy of note is that the Ukranian police is also notoriously corrupt and prone to asking and recieving bribes It is unrelenting and a scary situation to be in.
What Should I know about studying in Ukraine?
If you are undeterred by the bad,and wish to pursue an education in Ukraine, you should know:
Admission is gotten courtesy agents or contractors
As mentioned earlier, no admission examinations are required for medicine or engineering courses. However, a small business, based off of cheating aspiring students of their money, with no admission to show for it is brewing. Extra care should be taken to source admission from only well known agents.
There are English-speaking schools in the region
Learning Ukranian or Russian isn’t a prerequisite, as teaching programs allow for English language learning. However, a quick ask around revealed that some of the University tutors may not be entirely proficient in the English language, leading many students to source for translations to academic teachings on their own.
Visa requirements
You’re going to need to meet the following requirements before a Ukranian visa can be granted to you: an admission letter, valid passport, birth certificate, passport photograph, sponsorship letter, sponsor’s ID, sponsor’s bank statement, visa fee payment receipt, travel insurance, flight reservation, school leaving certificate and medical certificate.
Verdict?
Ukraine is a great, relatively priced country to gain quality education. However, this experience can be marred by the social and poltical challenges the country is currently grappling with. The choice is yours to determine if these circumstances will serve as a deterrent or no.
‘Southern Kaduna’, ‘Fulani Herdsmen’ – are currently trending. If you’ve spent any time looking through the Nigerian social media space over the past few days, you may have noticed chatter about a possible massacre currently happening in Southern Kaduna.
On May 26th, Sahara Reporters revealed how a 12-year-old-boy fought off suspected herdsmen attackers in a village in Southern Kaduna.
According to the report, the child bravely fought off attackers as they attempted to hack his father. Thankfully, father and son survived the ordeal, and are receiving care in a hospital for the grievous injuries sustained.
Tragically however, other victims of the attack weren’t fortunate to tell the tale. The attacked child’s mother, some family members and at least three other people within the following villages of Southern Kaduna: Idazau, Etissi, Bakin Kogi, Dutsen Gora, UN Gora, Pushu Kallah and Magunguna, which Sahara Reporters states were killed by suspected Fulani herdsmen. Also affected were 78 people who were injured, 607 houses which were destroyed and 231 cows which were allegedly stolen.
While these are truly horrific and unacceptable circumstances to experience, especially in the midst of a global pandemic, very little is to be found on the Southern Kaduna attacks in the Nigerian mainstream press. Noting the lapse, Nigerians on social media, particularly Twitter have taken up digital arms, to fire the alarm on the happenings.
The endless attacks in Southern Kaduna are condemnable. No land, or revenge or whatever it is, is a good enough justification for the continuous slaughter of innocent souls. This sort of barbaric attacks on villages and communities should have been a thing of the past.
Southern Kaduna is trending over an apparent mass killing, and this is one too many. Northern Governors’ Forum need to come together to tackle this spate of killings across the region. These bandits, “unknown gunmen,” and whatnots are only exploiting our compromised security.
The Nigerian government is yet to put out a statement, deploy security forces or in any way tangentially address the situation in Kaduna State. We wait to see how their reaction can save lives in the state and we can only pray that our combined voices can make a difference in bringing attention to the plight of those within the region.
Please share, comment and lend a voice to the ongoing conversation.
So far, every month in 2020 has given us its version of an uppercut to the jugular. We’ve lost Kobe and Gigi, a global pandemic broke out, we’ve had to stay isolated, murder hornets came back (then left?) and for May’s champion – repeated vile and racist attacks against black people in the US. John Boyega is 100% against these attacks and he’s letting everyone and their racist grandma, know so.
Three deaths too many — the month of May saw the killing (amongst many not brought to mass awareness) of Breonna Taylor, Ahmad Aubery and George Floyd, whose tragic, inhumane and downright unforgivable murder was captured on tape.
The Star Wars actor, fed up with the incessant killings of blacks in the hands of racist white people, let his feelings be known in a tweet that has now been liked by over a million people.
Now you would think no possible argument could be made against an obviously black man, calling out the repeated murder and ill-treatment of black people in the hands of racist whites, but it’s a weird world and we’re stuck living in it, pandemic and all.
Thankfully, the black man blood John Boyega is chock full of, refused to be deterred by the many people who insisted that he qualify his statement for who the hell knows what reasons. In a delightful tirade that pleased the petty queen within me, Boyega took his time to respond to trolls who thought anything other than the needless, mind-boggling murder of people based solely on the colour of their skin, should be the focus of everyone’s anger.
And for the people at the back who may have missed it on Twitter, John Boyega also took to Instagram, in a live session to let his feelings about racists, racist killings and needless hate be known.
What’s even better? His mom, just like the good people of Zikoko and any one with half a thinking brain, is absolutely proud of the super star actor for taking a bold and needed stand against disgusting colour-based violence.
And anyone who doesn’t like that? May the force neglect your sorry ass.
There are a few things we’ve all been told to never speak about in public. Money, our good looks and Davido’s verse in The Money.. .
That said however, when it comes to the matter of our good looks, it’s a bit of a shame it’s regarded as tasteless to go on and on about it. I mean, last last, your face is fine, nothing you can do about it. And your drip? It’s impeccable, how do you not flex with that?
Because we know your pain and we want you to feel seen by more people than your closest friend’s list on Instagram, we’re dedicating a whole post to all our special vain ass readers, we’re pretty sure this is how life is for you on most days. You’re seen and you’re welcome.
When you get bored, your usual solution is to take fire pictures of yourself to ease it
436 pictures after, you’re less bored and you have a new display picture for your WhatsApp, yay.
There’s no two-way mirror you’ve met that you didn’t like
Abi we lie?
Talking to your friend on FaceTime, but the whole time our face is blown up and they’re the little rectangle
Again, show us where we lied.
When your friends post snaps on your night out and you keep replaying, just to watch the part where you show
… see fine boy now
When you plan an outfit in your head and it turns out exactly how you imagined
Versace will not see me to hire now oh.
When you wear a fire outfit for an event, but you feel like not enough people have seen you so you start forming activity
‘Ahan Jude, I haven’t seen you since yesterday, let me walk across the podium (so everybody can see me) and come to your side’
How you fight the urge on your friend’s birthday to post a picture where you look cuter than them
Must.not.let.my.vanity.win.
When they’re naming the best dressed/finest people in the faculty and you have to start forming unlooking, but e sure you die you’ll be chosen
If I don’t win this, who will?
Your face when they give the award to someone with less drip than you
… They probably didn’t want it to be too obvious.
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The Nigerian experience is physical, emotional and sometimes international. No one knows it better than our features on #TheAbroadLife, a series where we detail and explore Nigerian experiences while living abroad.
In January 2020, Kay — awesome writer over at TechCabal, (Zikoko’s sister publication) spent a month in South Asia, touring the borders between Bangladesh and India.
In preparing for this interview, I spent an inordinate amount of time getting lost in Bangladeshi cuisine, using maybe all of 3 minutes to learn about everything else (JK. Do not try this in your Zoom interviews at home kids).
Kay shares her experience as a woman traveler and tells us all the ways Bangladesh is indeed, Lagos’ long lost South Asian cousin.
For my first question, I’m going to sound like a raging Nigerian politician, because I’m only focusing on my stomach. But, I got into a Morog Palao rabbit hole when I was em.. researching for our interview, and my life hasn’t been the same since. What is the Bangladeshi food culture like?
So this is interesting. If you walk into a Bangladeshi restaurant, it’s going to be a little rare to see anyone eating alone. They’re very communal about meal times.
As someone who is currently leaning towards the ‘chop alone, live forever’ movement, this is interesting. Please go on.
So while I was there, I always noticed they had some type of buffet going on. If you’re ordering food, they wouldn’t bring you like a plate of rice and stew to eat. Nope.
They’d bring a large bowl that has rice, lots of rice… for everyone to share. Then, that would come with all these other things, for you to serve yourself with. Oh, and you eat everything with your hands there.
Nigerian boarding school students will read about this serve yourself meal system, and wonder how anybody can be so reckless!
And tea! They take a lot of tea. It’s called ‘cha’. They take it morning, noon, night. Whenever, wherever. It’s also a welcoming treat, if you’re visiting a home, they’d serve you tea. That kind of thing.
Besides water, it’s the second most consumed liquid in Bangladesh, and they serve it everywhere!
The same way you’d see puff-puff sellers on the streets of Lagos, is the same way you’d see people selling tea in Dhaka (The Bangladesh city capital). Also, they take a lot of sweet things.
Sold! My sweet tooth and I will be on the first plane to Bangladesh when this whole virus situation is done with. Which way to the visa office and can I pay in cash?
Haha. Well, in addition to sweet things, there’s a lot of bread and spicy sauce in their diet – cinnamons, curries and what not. But you’ll eat bread and rice die!
I got tired of that. There’s also a wide variety of fruit. There are cherries, pomegranates. Just so many options. Now about that visa…
*Whips out notepad plus anointing oil to pray for the end of the virus*
Well, for the visa, I didn’t handle any of that. I’m part of an art organisation – Invisible Borders Trans-African Photography Organisation and we were invited for a project in Bangladesh, examining its borders with India.
Ah, I see. My next question was going to be how you decided on Bangladesh
Yeah. So with the organisation, I wasn’t really involved in the visa process. That was handled by the project manager, but I do know he had to go to Abuja to handle all of that.
*Adds travel to Abuja sometime in 2020 for Bangladesh visa inquiries to reminder*
So when you touched down in Bangladesh, what was the most overwhelming feeling? What’s an unmissable first impression you get at the airport?
You know what? I’d have to say it feels like you just landed at an extended wing of the Murtala Muhammed Airport in Lagos. It feels like you just landed in Lagos.
Wow. Girl I am so sorry! I am so sorry you got played! How did you go around the world, only to wind up in a place just like the one you left?
It’s funny because when I first landed at the Shahjalal International Airport, I noticed how similar the arrangements were. The way you queue, the maneuvering, people using tape to tag their luggage. It was so similar, it was actually fascinating.
That same disorderliness in Lagos is there. There was a huge crowd when we got to the airport.
This japa problem is everywhere sha
Ha! We spent a few hours at the airport. Some of it was just delays you’d expect, the rest was racial profiling. Myself, my travel companions, some Ugandans and another man from an African country, got pulled out of the queue to get our visas and passports confirmed. So that happened.
Really? Bangladesh too wants to form? Okay sha…
Oh and one interesting thing before I go back to the similarities. If you’re black in Bangladesh, you will get a lot of stares. A lot.
It’s kind of like how in earlier years, white people in Nigeria would get a lot of attention, regardless of who they were? Here, we got people that stared us down all the time. We were actual spectacles. It was the most interesting thing.
This your trip was a trip, no lies
So the similarities again. The traffic! Lord. There were constant standstills, trying to maneuver your car. That same Lagos craziness? It was all there.
Have I said how sorry I am you jammed Lagos part 2 in this trip? Because???
What made it even more hilarious was that they have all sorts of transport contraptions in Bangladesh. So you’re dragging the road with regular cars, buses, bicycles, motorbikes, kekes. Then you have rickshaws. When I went sightseeing in Old Dhaka, I literally saw a horse chariot.
There is no way you saw a horse chariot in 2020, Kay. No way. We will fight over this phone.
See now…
Yeah, I have to go to Bangladesh now!
But beyond the airport and the traffic and the craziness. It’s just the constant hustle and bustle and crowds similar to Lagos. You get that whole vibe complete in Bangladesh.
I hear that. So now I’m intrigued about the people of Bangladesh and if they’re operating on the same wavelength as my fellow crazies in Lagos. What were your immediate impressions of the Bangladeshi people?
Hmm. So once you get past all the staring and being the object of the day, you’d notice that the Bangladesh people are incredibly warm. The strangers go out of their way to help. Easy example, while we were travelling from one stop to another, some of us needed to use the restroom.
Mind you, we were a team of four from the organisation (3 Nigerians and 1 Belgian). The project also had 4 Bangladeshi photographers. Usually, we’d find a gas station to pee, but there wasn’t one available for the next mile. Our companions said they’d stop at any house and ask if it was possible to use the rest room. I laughed and thought they were joking.
True true, we parked at a random house. They spoke to an elderly lady who agreed to have us use her restroom. It was the most welcoming thing ever.
Fruits in the countryside
The Nigerian in me is stuck on all the ways things could have gone wrong for the old lady, but that’s an incredibly sweet story. Great to know some kindness still remains in the world. And their dressing? How’s the Bangladeshi drip?
Well, when it comes to dressing, there’s a lot of traditional garb. Especially when you start moving away from the capital Dhaka, to the countryside. People wear these traditional outfits called Kameez, a kaftan with trousers that reach your ankles. They wear a lot of saris too. There was an art summit we participated in, guests were constantly trooping in in their saris. So there’s a lot of traditional wear in Bangladesh.
Got it. Now I know Bangladesh is very traditional and there isn’t a strong female presence in its affairs, what did you notice about gender representation during your trip?
So there was this Zikoko article about a housewife that kind of reflects the position I noticed a lot of Bangladesh women are in. In some parts of Dhaka, and the further away you go from it towards the countryside, you’ll notice that there are rarely women on the road. My Bangladeshi colleague told me it was because women are usually left to cater to the home. The women are expected to shelf their dreams and take care of their families most of the time.
Oh wow
But, I’ll say things are changing. I had two Bangladeshi women with me, photographers. Eery where we went, people would ask ‘where are you from?’ Like how did your husband/father let you out? That kind of thing.
But they’re breaking the status quo. The prime minister is a woman, the leader of the opposition party is a woman. There’s still a big-gender imbalance, but it’s changing.
Oh wait, this brings me to another similarity with Lagos.
A parrot at a tea resort
Let’s hear it!
Politics! The usual ruckus of violence during election campaigns. We were in Bangladesh until the first of February, and before that time, they held Mayoral elections, our equivalent of a governorship election. It was the Nigerian blueprint.
There was a riot after elections, the opposition party accused the leading party of rigging, people stoning voters. That kind of chaos
Oh Lord. When will this end? Embarrassing political antics to the side however, there is one ultimate way to know if Bangladesh really is like Lagos.
And what’s that?
The nightlife. How does Bangladesh throw it down?
Well first off, they do not drink alcohol over there, it’s prohibited and you’d have to …
F9! It is not like Lagos, let’s wrap it up!
Haha. But yeah, you need a special pass to purchase or drink alcohol. In my experience, the Bangladesh favour mostly hangouts and house parties. Just small clusters of friends, that kind of thing. But I’d say I didn’t stay long enough to really figure out their social scene.
Tut tut.
But thinking about it, I have another question about women experiences in Bangladesh. How was your experience as a female traveller?
So there was something I noticed when we were doing our border rounds. We were usually paired with a Bangladeshi team mate who could speak Bengali, so they’d act as interpreter while doing their own work. I realised people were always asking the translator if I was married. Marriage and family are big deals for them.
Ah yes, the Nigerian similarity pops out again
But in terms of security, I felt relatively safe because we had male companions, so there wasn’t a lot of interference. But from what I have heard and seen in the news, the universal female experience applies. Don’t walk alone at night, be constantly wary, that kind of thing. It’s the same there.
Sigh. Just existing as a woman is exhausting.
Would you return to Bangladesh though?
It is exhausting. But yes, I would return to Bangladesh given the opportunity. I’d find a way to get over the tiredness of eating bread and rice all the time. But it’s a great place to visit, absolutely.
Last question has to be the most mundane thing that happened and the most riveting thing that happened to you on this trip
Well, haha. I have to talk about this. So I had a wig on, and a lady stopped me to ask if it was my hair. I told her no, it wasn’t and she got so upset. ‘Why would I be wearing someone else’s hair?’ She couldn’t understand it. That was interesting.
Ah! Wait till she finds out braids aren’t actually our hair
Then the most riveting thing definitely has to be getting our photographs taken everywhere. I have no idea what Facebook groups why pictures ended up in or really why they were so fascinated by us, since a lot of Nigerians actually school in Bangladesh. But it was definitely an interesting experience.
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