Thursday, April 14, 2011

Three Months In

Man, just the other day I was writing my "One Month In" blog post.  Time flies, my friends.

So what has changed in the past three months since I've been in Tanzania?

Have I adopted a White Mzungu baby?  Nope.
Have I started my own NGO with the hope of saving Africa?  Nope.
Have I started my own dalladalla company?  Nope.
Did I buy a goat?  Nope.
Did I start my own crocodile farm?  Nope.
Is Steve Irwin my hero?  Nope.
Is "Cliffhanger" my new favourite movie?  Nope.
Will I shun shoes when I'm back in Canada?  Nope.
Will I donate to Worldvision?  Nope.
Will I star in a Worldvision commercial with fly children?  Nope.
Do I hate White people?  Nope, but see below.
***I know a lot of people are probably wondering what my thoughts are now on Mzungus - Wazungu is the proper plural term - here in Tanzania and at home.  I'll save that post for another day.
Do I believe in White Guilt?  Yes.  Without a doubt.
***I've seen how White Guilt can destroy a country.  I call it "White Guilt For Profit".  See my post on NGOs from January.***
Have I united Black people across the world with my belief in Moja Watu?  Nope.
Have I written a definitive monograph on global Black History?  Nope.
Have I spread my belief in Christopherism?  Nope.
Have I converted to Rastafarianism?  Nope.  (But it's tempting)
Do I believe myself to be a Tanzanian?  Nope.
Do I believe myself to be an African?  Nope.
***To avoid hassles here and to have some fun, I just tell people I'm Ugandan.  I was told that I speak english like a Ugandan, so I just run with it.  It's a lot easier than having to explain Black history in Canada or that Barbados is an island near Jamaica or where Rihanna comes from.***
Have I eaten pork?  Nope.
Do I still like Mountain Dew?  Nope.
Do I cook any of my meals?  Nope.
Has my identity changed?  Nope.
Have I lost a whole lot of weight?  Yup.
Am I black like I've been tarring the 401 from London to Mississauga?  Getting there.
Have I as a Black Canadian, with Bajan roots, become a Pan-Africanist?  Maybe.
Has life in Tanzania become my new "normal"?  Yes.

I guess not much has changed about me.  I'm just a whole lot less miserable (and that's saying a lot).

Sidenote:

I know I haven't written much about the Yogurt Project and WHE (at all since coming to Arusha - my blog is not a good forum to discuss my issues), but I would like to take this opportunity to give a big shout out to Shannon for all the hard work she puts in every single day (and I mean every single day) to WHE and the project.  With pretty much little to no support, she's managed to navigate the Top-Down bureaucratic blindness of self-indulgent NGOs.  Or as I like to call them, WGFPOs (White Guilt For Profit Organizations).

4 comments:

  1. good to know that when you come back you will be the same ol christopher... minus the miserableness... lol

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  2. You had to go to Africa to lose your miserableness?

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