by Adeorike Oshinyemi, CANADA

When I got my admission email for Queens University in small town Kingston on the outskirts of Toronto, a quick Wikipedia search into the demographic of the town let me know that I’d be one of the few black people at the university- to be precise, the population of black people in Kingston totals 0.9%. This fact was slightly daunting, but being the only black person on my course at Warwick meant that this would not be completely alien to me. Admittedly, when my dad and I arrived, we did receive subtle stares on the first day; whenever we’d see other black people it was as if we secretly shared looks that said “thank God, I’m not the only one!” However, I was lucky enough to spend my year abroad at a university with a huge exchange programme that enables me to meet people from all sorts of backgrounds. All in all, being black in a predominantly white, affluent town wasn’t the hindrance I thought it may be. The fact that I am a black girl of Nigerian heritage from London just became another fact that enabled me to have interesting and insightful conversation, allowing me to open up about my background and culture to people from all over the world who may have not had the chance to grow up in a diverse setting.