I was watching an older documentary on Inuits, like the thousands of other viewers watching these clips in the west in complete fascination with Arctic nomads. Reading the amused and genuinely curious comments, I realized ….I’m not like these people. I’m one generation away from living like this (minus all the ice and cold) and I need to stop acting brand new - as if I don’t actively have family living as nomadic pastoralists.
During my visit a while back, my 2nd(?) uncle, the nomad in question, came to see us at my ayeeyos place. He didn’t really say much and spent a lot of the day napping, so I missed my opportunity to have a proper conversation with him and ask him about his life. After spending the day, my eedo and I decided to walk him to the end of the village (which was a whopping 2 min walk). Carrying a small flashlight and a cloth sac, he walked into the darkness, no road or house in sight. Felt like something straight out of a nat geographic documentary - it was just another Tuesday for the rest of them. I was standing there confused - never felt more like an outsider on my trip back home than at that moment
I'm writing on my laptop and he's currently somewhere with his goats, chilling (hopefully)

During my visit a while back, my 2nd(?) uncle, the nomad in question, came to see us at my ayeeyos place. He didn’t really say much and spent a lot of the day napping, so I missed my opportunity to have a proper conversation with him and ask him about his life. After spending the day, my eedo and I decided to walk him to the end of the village (which was a whopping 2 min walk). Carrying a small flashlight and a cloth sac, he walked into the darkness, no road or house in sight. Felt like something straight out of a nat geographic documentary - it was just another Tuesday for the rest of them. I was standing there confused - never felt more like an outsider on my trip back home than at that moment
I'm writing on my laptop and he's currently somewhere with his goats, chilling (hopefully)
