On Being a White Oyibo
Newest post on my blog: a reflection on race and identity in Nigeria...and how radically different a single person can be viewed across space, and over time. On Being a White Oyibo
21 December 2006 (late night, my flat in Ugbowo)
More than once in the past few weeks, people have referred to me as “white”…unequivocally, categorically “white.” Now, I’m used to being hyper-visible when I’m here, and I grew up being called Oyibo whenever we were out in public as a child here. The term Oyibo carries sufficient ambiguity, because the term is applied to a whole range of folk.…
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