I have been too busy to write stories. Sometimes starring in your own blockbuster movie pushes your job as a scribe to the backseat and then life happens and you forget the very experiences you were going to weave into stories. Yesterday my blog took the piss and decided that by fire, by force I had to write something. Admittedly, I had received prior warning but no one really ever takes a threat seriously right? What am I going on about? You know, you received those emails too! The first was some days ago and the other was yesterday. Emails I got too and believe me, no one was as shocked as I was, to receive an email from yours truly telling of the wonders of Avast antivirus! I’m sorry for the glitch everyone!
I don’t even know if I was hacked! I changed my password immediately and later in the day my cousin sent me a message to alert me to this strange occurrence. Thank you blog, your warnings have been heeded and I have repented. Here I am, picking up my dusty old pen to write to a bunch of friends who have probably forgotten the Chutzpah that once was. Forgive me comrades, life happens and sometimes it’s one helluva journey!
Today I’m going to be telling you about 10 culture shocks that living in Canada served me hot hot!!! Because if I don’t say it, you’ll come here and chop the same breakfast and that wouldn’t be right. Without further ado, I’ll delve right into the matter!
1. Apologizing for things you’re not directly responsible for is weird!
You know how in Nigeria everyone is angry by default? You want to ask a stranger a question and your sentence starts with ‘Sorry, please…’ or ‘Abeg no vex,’ or ‘Épelé ma, jo…’ or someone hurts themselves and you say sorry. This is being polite in Nigeria but in the Western world the person would give you a bewildered look and say ‘it’s not your fault’. A please and/or thank you suffices for any asks and for the latter, ‘are you alright?’ shows more empathy than ‘sorry’. Had to start spitting out the sorries because my body seems to be made of 60% sorries and 40% whatever the anatomy books say!
2. Nigerians overdress!
Forget all the couture you see on Instagram and Television, abroad life is not high fashion! Only about 1% of the population is fashion conscious in a way Nigerians understand (high fashion + designers), the majority just dress for comfort. So it’s very easy to spot the immigrants especially our Nigerian brothers and sisters. We know we are not dressing for the abroad people but instead we are dressing to show we are abroad (Japa mode activated, if you don’t gerrit forget abourrit). On a Sunday, Canadians are wearing slacks and a T-shirt to worship their Lord and Nigerians are either in regal traditional attire or wearing designer outfits. It definitely was a culture shock to see that even though the Western world influences our fashion sense in Africa, the people in the abroad dress very simply and comfortably and seem fashion immune!
3. Restaurant recommendations 😭
Canadians ooh and aah about food. They have a fusion of English and French cuisine that they are super proud of. The only problem is our Nigerian tastebuds are snobs. The first thing a Nigerian told me here was never order what they are ordering! The minute they give it a 5 star recommendation, chances are you’re going to hate it. Their idea of spicy is baby food drizzled in garlic with a hint of chili. And food is usually salads or soups or soupy salads or salady soups with white rice (no stew) and some protein which in fairness is often delicious. Even the foods that my butter body craved in their authenticity for example spaghetti bolognese were ruined when I tasted the real one at an Italian restaurant. The Nigerian one was obviously a remix! And don’t let me even get started on their Chinese cuisine! The Chinese cuisine in Nigeria is heavy on the spicy and less on the sweet. If you chow sweet and sour pork here the sugar overload will have you worrying about diabetes! Regardless of my initial shock, I decided to go ahead with my quest to expand my palate and I’m proud to say they do have some amazing dishes and my tongue is now 65% oyinbo!
4. The weather!
Should this have been a culture shock? No! We all know Canada is cold but knowing and feeling are two separate things. Until you live in -24 degrees weather, you can’t tell me nothing (please note that Lagos gets to 35 degrees sometimes and if you sabi math you know how many degrees in between these two figures, mad oh)! The main culture shock wasn’t even the cold because everywhere indoors is cosy and warm during the winter months. Their heating system is top notch and extends to houses, cars, underground parking etc. And they have very hot water coming out of every tap. So unless you’re taking the bus or working an outdoor job you’ll be fine. The culture shock was threefold- learning to layer clothing, being surprised at how fast it got dark and being shocked at how fast I adapted to the weather. Now that it’s 22 degrees I’m ready to wear a bikini cos my blood is now Canadian 🤣
5. How direct these people are, phew!
The workforce in Nigeria is majorly comprised of people expressing their concerns via office gossip and well primed jabs. The culture of respect is intertwined with fear and people who find it easy to question authority, refuse directives and critic people in power to their faces are an extinct breed in our beloved country but here ehn, the brutal honesty is scary but refreshing and all done with the utmost cordiality. No raised voices or name calling but the way the bullshit is called out everywhere and every time makes me wonder why we are so afraid in Nigeria. P.S: Office gossip is still a thing here!
6. Weekends are mini holidays!
Back home, weekends were for cleaning, cooking, owambes and the occasional hangout. Here, on Friday it’s normal social behavior to stand around the office boasting about weekend plans. Whoever has the most exciting plans win! I always lost because this baby girl is a confirmed couch potato who wanted to Netflix and chill all weekend! But boy oh boy, the things I heard! Canadians have the most exciting weekends. It’s like a personal 52 weekends challenge. I’m still in awe about the number of activities they had planned each weekend and had to consciously escape being dragged into participating. Woman needs her rest. Maybe this will grow on me eventually!
7. If you’re lactose intolerant sorry for you Mr Lagbaja!
Cheese is the National food! Actually it’s poutine but poutine is basically cheese + potatoes. You can’t escape lactose here. Milk, cheese, ice cream everywhere! They basically add cheese or cream to almost every meal and the number of cheeses in this country is befuddling! They also have a garlic obsession! Maybe there were vampires in Canada long ago cos I don’t understand their love of garlic. Someone once gave me a recipe for Thanksgiving turkey which included stuffing 20 heads of garlic into the turkey! I’m still wondering why their fart doesn’t stink to high heavens! If you have lactose intolerance you’d probably need to be on medication (thankfully it’s available without a prescription).
8. The pedestrians own the road!
In Nigeria, crossing the road is an extreme sport. A Danfo driver, Okada man, keke guy or even some unknown motorist could end your life or land you in Igbogbi because they don’t care about your right to their road. Here pedestrians are king, cyclists are princes and bus drivers are members of the court and the rest of you in your fancy cars are common folk! Know this and know peace! There will be no police or Lastma on the road for the most part to keep you in check but those cameras on the street will land you in traffic violations and paying fines that come in the mail as rude cheques! It was also a culture shock for me how respectful and kind other road users were. If you pointed that you wanted to enter a lane the dude behind automatically slowed down. In naija, dude will speed up because you cannot use your reggae to spoil his blues! Nigeria teaches us defensive driving 101, here they are definitely less mad (forget what you watch in action movies).
9. Your phone battery dies more here!
Odd ay? E shock me oh! Apparently it’s not the phone’s fault or the power supply. It’s a brain reset problem. There’s light all of the time, I mean 100% of the time so the urgency to charge your battery is diminished because that urgency was fueled by light rationing and erratic power supply in Nigeria. So you wait till your battery is on 1% and end up with dead phones in funny places. It’s not funny oh, you’ll just be shaking your head cos it’s not like there wasn’t light to charge it!
10. Going for a cup of coffee is a legit mating or social ritual
In Nigeria, would you iron your clothes before Nepa takes light, face beat for 30 minutes, take mad photos for another 10 and then brave ridiculous traffic only to go and drink Lipton or Nescafé with a date, new friend or business associate? No way! In fact I heard someone say tufiakwa for back. Well in the Western world meeting for tea or coffee is a legit social ritual. It’s the talking stage kinda date without your phone being the talk tool. A lunch or dinner date is a more involved commitment. I think it has to do with the vastly different relationship we have with food because my office Christmas party had fancy cheeses and fruit as the Christmas menu and kept waiting for the real party to start! Prepare to drink plenty tea and coffee!
I promised 10 but believe me I could write 40 more 🤣. I hope you forgive me for staying away from writing for so long. I did publish a book while I was away. It’s available on Amazon and Okadabooks- see links below. If I’m truly forgiven and you want to see me write more frequently, please drop a comment! Let me know the people that are still in this Chutzpah boat with me! Love you regardless xoxo 💋