I looked forward to arriving in Africa . Africa was an entire continent where no one knew me. I would be able to re-invent myself by putting an ocean and a long plane flight between me and my awkward old self back in America.
A new self! I planned on having a wonderful new self. I would set foot on the African continent and instantly be suave and quick-witted.
The United States Peace Corps flew me across the ocean to the capital city of Nigeria, where I was housed in a college dormitory for a few days of orientation.
At the first opportunity, I went out to take a walk. I wanted to test out my new self.
I spotted a Nigerian man, who broke into a big welcoming smile when he saw me. Aha, my suaveness was readily apparent.
I greeted him: “Good morning!” --- I was getting ready to show off my quick-wittedness.
He responded: “Good morning, Sir! Would you like to buy a copy of The Watchtower?” The man proceeded to show me an array of pamphlets. He was a Jehovah’s Witness.
I thought I was a new man with a huge amount of suaveness and quick-wittedness. Instead, I heard myself saying: “Yes, I will buy a copy of The Watchtower.”
I walked back to the dormitory, Watchtower in hand. My first encounter with Africa had shown me that I had not become suave or quick-witted. I had simply been my old self, meekly spending a couple of shillings for a pamphlet I did not want, in order to avoid disappointing someone.
During the six years I spent in Africa , I no longer pretended I could re-invent myself. I must have changed in some ways, but I remained fundamentally the same person.
Recently, I came across a quote from Quintuus Horatius Flaccus, better known as Horace, the poet who lived in ancient Rome . He had summed up my folly some 2000 years before I arrived in Africa.
He said: “They change their climate, not their soul, who rush across the sea."
Horace was right.
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Everyone I know that was shipped to "a rough area" by the Peace Corps seems to have grown rich beyond what money can measure.
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