Growing up with African parents is a full drama series.
Sometimes it’s love, sometimes it’s chaos — but either way, it’s real.
Here’s what I’ve noticed:
They love deeply, but show it differently
They’ll insult you, call you “useless,” then sneak fried plantain into your plate 2 hours later. They think rest = laziness
You say “I’m tired” and they say “Tired of what? Are you the one feeding this house?” They forgive fast, but never forget
You’ll break a plate in 2019 and hear about it in 2025 😭 Prayer is the solution to everything
You say “I have headache.” They say “Have you prayed?”
Then shout Psalm 91 over your head. They can shout AND be silent at the same time
The day mummy is quiet? Your peace is over. You better clean something before she remembers. They want the best for you, even if they don’t say it kindly
Beneath the shouting is love. Beneath the “Go and read your book” is fear of poverty. They’ll never say “I’m sorry” directly — but they’ll ask if you’ve eaten. That’s the apology.
Love them. Laugh at them. Learn from them.
They shaped us. They scarred us. But they still love us.
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4 hrs agoGrowing up with African parents is a full drama series.
Sometimes it’s love, sometimes it’s chaos — but either way, it’s real.
Here’s what I’ve noticed:
They love deeply, but show it differently
They’ll insult you, call you “useless,” then sneak fried plantain into your plate 2 hours later. They think rest = laziness
You say “I’m tired” and they say “Tired of what? Are you the one feeding this house?” They forgive fast, but never forget
You’ll break a plate in 2019 and hear about it in 2025 😭 Prayer is the solution to everything
You say “I have headache.” They say “Have you prayed?”
Then shout Psalm 91 over your head. They can shout AND be silent at the same time
The day mummy is quiet? Your peace is over. You better clean something before she remembers. They want the best for you, even if they don’t say it kindly
Beneath the shouting is love. Beneath the “Go and read your book” is fear of poverty. They’ll never say “I’m sorry” directly — but they’ll ask if you’ve eaten. That’s the apology.
Love them. Laugh at them. Learn from them.
They shaped us. They scarred us. But they still love us.
#AfricanParents #FamilyRealTalk.