《Being Nigerian In A Foreign Country.》Party!!!
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There's one thing Nigerians are really good at, and that is throwing good parties. It's our thing. Child naming ceremony, baby dedication, birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, you name it. We party for anything. Any reason. But, I've got to say though, not just because I'm a Nigerian, our parties are the BOMB!
Listen, if you haven't been to a Nigerian party before, I urge you to make a Nigerian friend and ask them to take you to one. You definitely would not regret it, I tell ya.
Mind you, I'm not talking about night club kinda parties with stripping and stuff like that. But this is the kind where the people are all dressed up in their traditional attires and there is good music and good food.
Okay, let me tell more
We don't joke with our food and drinks o, when it comes to parties. There is surplus of it, for everyone invited and even those that just decided to tag along. You will eat and tire, you can even take some home sef. Let me tell you something, for those that haven't been to a Nigerian party, before you attend, don't eat anything, fast before you go, trust me, because eh, there will be so many various food for you to munch on. You want to save your stomach space for the delicacies you'd see there.
Then you will see people queueing up for food like . . .
Hahaha....that look sha
But seriously though, what is a Nigerian party without Jollof rice? Any celebration at all, birthdays, wedding, anniversary, graduation. Jollof rice is present along with its companion, chicken and fried plantain or as some people call it, dodo.
Just take a look at this beauty.
Look at this . . . my mouth is even watering just looking at it.
I would take this any day, over a bland cheese or ham or jam sandwich, crisps, biscuits with orange or blackcurrant squash; which is the English style for most parties. Seriously what is with them and their sandwiches though. Ahnahn. You will invite people for a party and feed them bread, na wa o.
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In England, when you take your child to a birthday party, as a parent or guardian or whichever adult takes them there, you don't eat. They don't include you in the feeding. The sandwiches are rationed for only for the children invited. If parents are lucky, they can only nibble out of leftovers off their child's food.
Just imagine.
Or worse they'll invite you out to a party and you will pay for your own food and drinks. Wetin sef !
I find it hard to understand that concept. If you invite someone for a party, you should cater for their feeding, abi no be so? I remember my first experience, chai, I looked like a complete idiot that day. Everyone was buying refreshments for themselves and I stood there, with no money on me. How would I have known I had to buy food? At a party I was invited to? I thought I was still in Nigeria. I had to borrow money that day.
Mtchewww! I've learnt now sha.
: If we haven't dressed up for a party, then we're not going anywhere o. Trust us. You can find 20 people in the same material clothing, Ankara,Ghana print... etc but they'll all rock it in different amazing styles. Plus the geles (headscarf) on their head.
I've had people tell me, how they love our attires are and how it's so Bold and Beautiful and eye catching it is, and I'm there like, "** I know right." hehehee
Even the children are not left out as well.
How adorable!!!
Our parties are always on a large scale. We go above and beyond, I tell you. We can easily invite over 200 guests in one go for nothing more than a one year old birthday. We would hire massive halls, some people will even close down the street for days, because on common party. Hm, just try that one here first . . . you will know howfa lol.
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Unlike British parties where its INVITATION ONLY, Nigerian parties are open to anyone and everyone. You can Invite Tolu to your wedding and Tolu will bring along his three friends; Nonso, Paulina and Favour. And those friends might bring their sister's friend's cousin along. If your mum has an invitation to a party, it kinda is an extended invitation to you too. You can tag along, no wahala. But there would be if you try it in a British party. Just don't go to one, if you haven't been invited, because; , it would be so awkward and , they'll classify you as being rude.
Me, I don't know how that one is being rude though, but hey ho, that's the British for you.
Really, what is any party, Nigerian or not, without music?
But the difference is that, if the music is nor blaring and ear splitting, then party hasn't started o. Then you'll see people gyrating to the rhythm of the music, dancing azonto, shoki, skelewu, etighi, and the others.
I'm looking for my Johnny . . . Johnny mo Johnny mo
I remember attending birthday parties as a little girl and getting into dancing competitions. I was always one of the first ones to get kicked out though . . . poor dance moves. We just like to dance and shake body to anything and everything . . . but I don't blame us though, with our music, you can't help it.
I don't know this little girl, but she looks like she is actually killing it on the dance floor! sheesh.
Like there is no recession or economic setback in the country. "There is no money, There is no money" but people are spraying bundles 500 Naira notes everywhere. Na wa o.
You have all the 'big' men and women making it rain. I heard now, that in some places there are money machines which just sprays the money. Hmmmm . . .
And then also, there are the designated 'pickers'. Those that their main aim of even attending the party is to retrieve the money from the floor. They end up making a fortune o, those people.
But seriously though, if I'm at a party and I don't feel like dancing, well because, I'm shy . . . then I see some serious money spraying going on, hm, forget shyness o, I will make my way to that dance floor and move my body in the way I can. I can't be left behind na? ahba!
Long story short, Nigerian parties are NOTHING like British, Period.
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