First time i went to the #city was like my first day in school. Every where look strange and they speaking different languages. OMG. What have I done to myself. That first day, their language irritated me so much
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First time i went to the #city was like my first day in school. Every where look strange and they speaking different languages. OMG. What have I done to myself. That first day, their language irritated me so much
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I know you will like to know the #city i went to. It was Uyo in Akwa Ibom State. They speak different languages there. Igbo, Yoruba, Hausa, Calabar,Ibibio, Oron, Ibaka language.
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So hearing all this #languages the same day became fustrating and i run inside. My aunty was busy introducing me to her neighbors. Many were welcoming me in their language and suddenlya woman greeted me in my own languag
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I quickly asked the woman, were do you come from, and she said from your own town, village and family. Behold she is from my mother's side. I felt at home as we talk in a language i #understand
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She was happy to see me too and gave me some motherly advice on what to do as a new person. Where to go and who not to follow. You understand that kind of #advice. I assured her that i will do well.
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She left and and my Aunty gave me condition in her house and the husband supported her. I now see myself in modern day slavery. Awe my #city journey turn to #viladgecity. I will wake up by 3:am and go to bed by 1:am.
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That was how #city life be for me for 12 months until i was able to find my way to my mother. No place like home. See you again in my next threadstorm
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No place like home , Thank God ,you finally find your way to your mom .
Honestly, your blood can make you stranger from his or her attitude
Always first time to a place is boring especially when you don't socialize.
It was really boring bit thank God somebody spoke my language to me