CAMEROON 2015 As I try to settle in and meetup with work deadlines, memories of Cameroon keep replaying in my mind. Since this was a private family trip, I will not be posting pictures of my time in the country. However I will speak on one of the many colorful experiences I had. I was called FAT, every single day not just by family and friends who had not seen me in a long time but by complete strangers. Each time the word was used to reference me, I cringed a little inside but smiled on the outside.This was a case of cultural differences. In the US, the word FAT always reflects negative connotations in terms of a woman's beauty. In Cameroon, my size earned me the respect of the community because it marked the difference between a young girl and a woman. I was called Madame and "Aunty" because of my size. It was a way of acknowledging my womanhood while my skinnier peers where thought of as little girls and not necessarily given the same respect. As much as...
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