NYU Black Renaissance Noire Volume 18 Issue 1 - Winter 2018 - Page 110


The Distance Between Land and Sea

By Ijeoma Umebinyuo
Two nights before my father left for America , some friends of my parents gathered for his sendoff party .
The women were wearing their bright wax prints in different designs . They had their hair covered or in a new hairdo . It was , after all , evening , and most had gone to the salon after church , after cooking and eating lunch with their families .
Auntie Nwakaego , who refused to get married , wore her bright eyeshadow , her purple lipstick , and unlike all the other women , her trousers were sewn from red and black wax prints . She wore a hat to cover her skin from the sun . She stepped out of her car with her sandals showing her neatly manicured toes . My mother ’ s only sister , a newly appointed manager at one of the recently merged banks in Lagos Island , had her hair neatly braided into two braids , finished at the end with a red ribbon , and her skin was covered from head to toe in her most stylish fashions , trousers she had made from wax prints instead of making skirts or wrappers like the other women in the party . She had albinism and was nicknamed , “ onye ocha ”, which made her laugh . White person . The irony . She hugged me tightly and gave me sweets , chocolates from her most recent trip to London .
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