15 Nov 2010

The Little Town in Italy

I haven't forgotten about my blog. No, I haven't.

I have been very, very-very busy since Friday, that is the reason I haven't been visiting and talking to you bloggers.

I am in Italy. WOW, you may think. However, this time I am here for work. I am organising my business, which I have neglected for over six years. Over the six years I have become experienced in planning, focusing and working very hard. And this business need all of that. I initially came here, because I wanted to close it down due to our future move to Canada. I thought it was going to be hard to come to Italy at the blink of an eye. However, my brother encouraged me to leave it open. His wife is a collaborator and he is welcome to help her in case she needs help while I am away. I am going to keep it open and manage it, PROPERLY, from Canada. I will be working from home and managing my business through skype, emails and telephone calls. My need belief is that some great business women I have managed a great business from different parts of the world.

This is why I have to focus during the two weeks I am here.

I will write about life in Italy and how being here makes me insane, yet in love with the place. Since I have been here the comments go like these:

1] From the Ghanaian community

"You have put on weight..." to this comment I think - well you still look at me as if I am the teenager who used to live year. I am grown up now, not fat but healthy curves, but you still look at me as a little girl... I am a woman, believe it or not. On the surface I pretend I didn't hear him...

"Now, when the baby..." to this I shout inside - God, the baby will come when the baby will come! But on the surface I smile and say "God will provide."
To this comment the person in question tells me "It is not God, maybe it is you, maybe you are avoiding it... Look every girl that have a boyfriend finish with a baby..." At this point all I have to do is deep breath and smile wider, but thinking - Maybe your daughters were only sixteen and seventeen when they were playing around and it happened by mistake. I want one but God will provide. To him I say "Well, not every girl can have a baby easily..." I couldn't tell him that some women can try for babies very long before it happen. And also, I couldn't tell him that it can take up to a full year and more to conceive even when one is healthy like I am.

2] From the Italian community

"Wow, how good you speak Italian. But, how long you been living here?"
"All my life?"
"Ah,... but where do you come from orginally?"
"Ghana..."
"How is the situation there? Do you have to leave the country because there is no job there, isn't it?" to this I think - In the first place I came here when I was very little due my mother's decisions. Second, even in Italy is hard to find work these days. To her I say "It very similar to here... If you have money you succeed, if you don't you will live but you won't die."

I think that she allows herself to question the situation in Africa is due the stereotypical image the media keep promoting in the 'developed' countries. Yes, some part of Africa is very poor, but even in Italy or Britain. Some people are rich in Africa too and as the politician are corrupted si are the Western politicians. The difference is one coutry is a victim of bad propaganda.

"You are right, where in this world is not hard to find work?" I left to her to answer.

Being in my little town, in Italy, gives me both pleasure, laughter and hard headaches.

Questions:

  • Is it possible to manage a business from two different parts of the world?
  • Have you ever felt like going to your hometown is both a blessing and a curse?
  • Do you ever feel like you are not 100% accepted as one of the people from the place you've lived all you life?

Please share your thoughts,

6 comments:

  1. Glad to see you back. I'm LMBO at the comments and your reaction. I feel the same way when I go back to visit the town where I was born and partly raised in Jamaica. It feels like home in some ways: the smells, the smiles, the food, the family. In other ways I feel like a foreigner: no friends, the stares, the surprise when I speak patois. LOL. I guess it's just something we have to deal with ;-)

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  2. i hate it sooo much when i go home and someone tells me i have gained weight! (funny it is Ghanaians that ask me this question, lol)

    the media has always portrayed Africa to be this place where scavengers live. until that is changed people will always have misconceptions. it is a shame.

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  3. Sometimes I get so frustrated and I am not alone, LOL.

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  4. You are not easy to categorize and people are used to easy. They want to be able to slap an easy label on you, but you are a complex, beautiful non-conventional, multi-cultural woman and unfortunately it is your lot in life to educate people to your uniqueness.

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  5. Thanks Unknown Mami, you do get me so well :)

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