By Mosa Nkoko
The Land Beyond My Home - August 3, 2015
I am sitting here thinking of how I should introduce this topic to
you because I have a lot to say. First of all let me start by saying,
hi! My name is Mosa and I am a black African; you already knew that
didn’t you? I find it very hard to believe that in this era black people
continue to cause a great stare amongst other races. Look! I am not
about to pull a race card on you, No! I am not about that life. In my
recent posts I have talked about my personal experiences abroad but this
time on behalf of all black people in Turkey, I don’t care whether you
are an African American or a black African; as long as you are black
this is probably your everyday life story and these are just higlights.
While back at home, I never really thought much about my race until I
came to Turkey. I mean, I know I am black but it was never an issue for
me. Many people have asked me what’s it like being black in Turkey and I
have often responded by telling them that had they asked me that
question two years ago I would have said it’s a nightmare that I wish
upon no enemy of mine. I would have told you that Turkish people are
Racists but that’s not the case. I actually think the word “Racist” it’s
a very strong word to use especially when one is talking about the
Turkish society, in fact take that word and throw it in the garbage bin;
burn it if you can. Let’s just say some of the Turkish people have
racial prejudice while others turn to be way over curious; it’s in their
nature. When they see something foreign to them they want to look,
touch and feel it. Turks not only stare at black people but everyone who
looks different from them but I suppose when it comes to us it is on
another different level.
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