Culture And Time: What They Mean To Me

Growing up, we were taught that culture is simply the way of life of a people. From the way we greet, to the food we eat, the clothes we wear, the festivals we celebrate, and even how we show respect, everything is tied to culture. But as I’ve grown older, I’ve come to realize that culture is much more than just tradition or what has been passed down. For me, culture is identity. It’s the spirit of a people, the echo of where we come from and what shapes us

In Nigeria, especially among my tribe, culture is deeply rooted. I come from a region where respect is a big deal. We greet our elders by kneeling or prostrating, depending on your gender. It might look strange to outsiders, but for us, it’s second nature. Food also carries a strong cultural identity, meals like pounded yam, egusi soup, amala and ewedu, and of course jollof rice, are not just food. They are memories, bonding moments and expressions of who we are.

Our festivals are colorful, loud, and filled with joy. I remember the first time I watched the Egungun festival live, it felt like I was standing in the past and the present at the same time. The drumming, the dancing, the masquerades all moving with so much energy, it was spiritual in a way I can’t really explain.

Even though I love my own culture and take pride in it, there are still other cultures I admire and wouldn’t mind trying out. For example, the Japanese tea ceremony has always fascinated me. There’s something about the calmness, the attention to detail, and the quiet respect involved in that act that I’d love to experience. I also admire Indian festivals, especially Holi, their festival of colours. It just seems like a celebration of life itself.

Another culture I’d love to try is Moroccan food culture. I’ve read about how they sit together in circles, eating from one big dish. It shows togetherness and simplicity, something I think the world needs more of today.

Now, switching to the second part of the prompt, what does waste of time mean to me?

To be honest, I’ve come to believe that wasting time is not about doing “nothing”, it’s about doing things that don’t add value to your life, your mind, or your peace. I’ve spent hours scrolling on social media, laughing at memes, and watching skits, and while it felt fun at the moment, I usually end up feeling drained after. That, to me, is a waste of time.

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But on the other hand, I’ve spent time just lying down, listening to music, or even daydreaming, and come out refreshed. So I believe wasting time is when you give your energy to something that leaves you empty. Time is precious, and I’m learning to use mine better.

Culture keeps us grounded, and time reminds us that nothing lasts forever. So I try to hold both with respect, celebrating where I come from, while being wise with how I spend my hours.

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