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The Day To Come

A lot of us, have encounters everyday where we have to tell someone new our names and they find it difficult to pronounce but instead of try to get it right, they’d murder the pronunciations and refuse to be corrected or if we’re lucky, they settle for a short form of the name. Story of our lives.

I like that more people these days are accepting their roots and embracing them. We’re heading to a revolution. From embracing our natural hair, to embracing our native names and skin colour. 
My name is Kuyetasham. No it is not a Nick name or a name I’ve adopted for social media use as most people have come to assume. It is my native name which means “It Is Very Good.” To avoid tongue twisting, you may stick to Kuyet which means “It is good.”

I’m in love with people that’d rather call me “Kuyet” instead of my English name “Faith”. Not because I have anything against English names, but just because mine just doesn’t do it for me.

Ifunanya, Ify as most people would choose to say instead because we are a lazy generation, is my friend and an awesome writer and I’m proud of where she’s headed. She wrote the piece below and I feel her 100%. Let’s remember to drop comments because I know a lot of us can relate, also like and share. Ifunanya for the win!

“One day i’ll be able to type in my native name without fear

Fear of being lined with red dots.
One day I’ll be able to say

My name is “Ifunanya” and not be told

“Oh dear. That’s difficult to pronounce, can I call you “Fufu”?”

Prompting me to be as sarcastic as ever with my reply,

“No not just ‘Fufu’ but ‘Amala.'”

Or rather, “Your name is Reginald, that’s so difficult to pronounce,

Can I call you ‘Reggae’?”

One day, I won’t have to explain why my hair is a web of curls

And when pulled from its roots, bounces back like a telephone wire

In the manner in which the ropes that bridled the wrists of our ancestors were pulled.

Only that this time, they couldn’t bounce back to their roots.

I won’t have to explain why I’m wearing my native attire when it’s Halloween

I won’t have to explain that my dress isn’t a costume
but a significant of culture

Therefore  isn’t for caricature.

One day.”

Angelique Ifunanya


Did you enjoy the read? Please share your experiences and leave some words for Ifunanya in the comment section, she’ s reading. She’s on Instagram @theangelique__

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