Welcome to Third World Diva. Diva? I sing so there’s that.
What is Third Worldness in America? It is being born in Montreal, Canada, raised in Brooklyn and at home hearing three, sometimes four languages in a day. It is accents, spices only sold by old ladies on Nostrand Avenue, thinking in a different language and traditions that are hard to explain. Third Worldness is the lens from which I see the world. But, I am not Haitian. I am not American. I embody both.
With all my American schooling sometimes I still say, “I’m going to do the market” instead of “I’m going grocery shopping”. I love Haitian food except for fried chicken, leave it to the Americans.
But don’t mess with Haitian rice. It’s fail proof!
Third Worldness, is like making a new smoothie everyday, I’m blending ingredients from two cultures while deciding what to keep and what to save for tomorrow.