(March 10, 2015)
I forget that language only really works by immersion. It’s harder for me to remember Yoruba because I don’t hear it all the time. I have to work a bit harder to keep my mother-tongue alive.
A close-up of the fabric
Today, I found a new Yoruba artist and I jammed out to her songs while I packed up my apartment. I felt at home again. I could wrap my mouth around the delicious tones of my language; I could move my hips to the beat; I could hear all the layered meanings of words I would never be able to fully express in English. My soul sang.
I love Yoruba.
Adebankẹ Olubukọla Alabi
Song of the day: “Sisi Eko” by Darey
(You can also listen my “ṣe jẹjẹ” Spotify playlist if you want……
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