When I visited home recently, back in Sierra Leone, my mum asked me to prepare a chicken for dinner. I shivered at the thought of cutting off the animal’s neck with a knife, and I declined. My mum looked at me in amazement and asked...
“Have you ever seen a grey-haired African living in The Netherlands?” a friend once asked me. I was taken aback by this question. They are here of course. But the fact that I could not immediately think of one made me curious....
Many Dutch families try to develop their children’s self-esteem by giving them autonomy at a very young age, sometimes as early as a year old. I often wondered what would become of these children when they are old enough to face...
The Dutch have a ‘sense of humour’… if only in thinking that they are funny. The unfortunate truth is… they are not. When I try to tell the same sort of lewd jokes they find amusing, I am deemed an indecent joker...
In mid-November, Dutch children and their parents assemble at the bank of a river to welcome the arrival of Saint Nicholas and his Black Piets. This yearly event is perhaps the last tradition that reminds the Dutch of their glorious,...
In Africa, a man spending money on a woman is seen as noble. It is a way to show affection, to show you are a responsible man and a caring person. And in Africa we believe that the way we act towards one another should be of vital interest...
After having left my father’s home to seek refuge in the Netherlands, I realized that my new-found country demanded adjusting to a new set of rules. I discovered that I could not be my same self the whole year round,...
The Dutch will save for tomorrow and the day after. They are like cows living in the wild, always grazing in a hurry out of fear that predators attack them. Later, at a more convenient time, when they have reached the age of 65, they will...
The shape of your lips and the weight of your tongue determine whether you will learn to speak the Dutch language perfectly. I have been living for 17 years in the Netherlands, so I should know. By Babah Tarawally With all those long...
I grew up in Sierra Leone learning not to ask questions. I was trained to observe keenly, understand the non-verbal expressions and pay more attention to unspoken words. By Babah Tarawally