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).
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).