I had a long conversation about this very topic not too long ago in Mill Valley with an African women. She explained how lonely life in America was and how she had never felt loneliness in Africa. Interesting read from the
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A student friend from Ghana tells me that the first time she felt lonely was when she came to London. She is not the first African to have told me that. Africans arriving in Europe are shocked that we do not greet family, friends and colleagues every morning. The student had just been called by her mother in Ghana who had asked her — told her — to travel across London to spend Christmas with her aunt who was alone. That she should be alone on Christmas Day was unthinkable.