As A ResultLike many countries all over the world, England colonized Australia, and French came in Benin, my country, to colonize. In other words, Benin was a French colony exactly the same way the original thirteen states of the United States were British colonies. Like they said, French’s first vocation was to bring “The Good News” of Jesus Christ to Benin. They were catholic, and they were called missioners. They were respected; even kings honored them and made sure that their will was put in action. So, they had the widest lands, the most beautiful houses, and they established their own rules. As their power cropped up, their rules and laws started becoming the nation’s rules and laws. That happened a long time ago before I was born. However, as they had accomplished more than it had been thought, the story remains. My mother used to say “their actions are still working”, to mean that their accomplishments are still producing its effects. I could see how right she was when I was growing up. I realized that my family had foreign names with a different belief, a custom different, from traditional most Beninese’s habit, and that my mother’s language, FON, is less valuable than French.

With those French missioners, most people were converted and baptized, including my grandparents and my parents. I could see how the successful religious mission had seeped into my family. Until my paternal grandmother died, I had lived with her in our village. Then, I noticed that every Saturday
afternoon and early in the Sunday morning, she just disappeared from our house. Where did she go, and how? I curiously figured out that she took a hidden path in the bush to get to the Catholic church of our village. I was a little boy, yet it was not a secret at all that my paternal grandmother was a devoted practicing "VODOUN", the original belief of West Africa, and of Benin. So, all those times she disappeared, she had been being converted. Everyone in the family already knew what was going on. As she wanted me to start Sunday school, she confirmed to me that she had already been baptized. She added, “the news must be confidentially kept" because she was engaged in the biannual ceremony of VODOUN held in the village. If the news became known, she would be treated as a cheater. Unfortunately, her untimely passing before the next traditional ceremony ended the story. Nevertheless, we were visited at home by missioners later on. As a result, everybody in the family had been taught and baptized under new names, except my father, who encouraged his children to go to church while he stayed in the tradition.
It was spectacular how our daily habits had been transformed since colonizers occupied our country. The more we went to church, the more my family learned new ways to behave in the society. For instance, before the colonization, nobody really cared about the importance of being good looking in the society and to have dignity, nor did we give love its real sense. We didn’t care about our neighbors’ difficulties. In fact, all the times colonizers spent in our country had affected my family at a level that we even began to dress ourselves the way they were used to, yet without throwing away our traditional dressing. Moreover, my mother revealed to me that her father had eighty one children, for in Africa in general, having a lot of children was like owning treasures. The more they had wives and children, the better they were considered in the community. Now, as a result of the colonization, all those concepts no longer exist though my family has actually produced the fewer children than many other families.

Beyond the missionary and its load of converting people, there were plans of confusion in identity. I guess the first language that was spoken to me when I was born was FON. Perhaps that’s true or false because FON is the original language my mother could speak, and French is the language that doctors were supposed to speak while they were working. In fact, French has been the official language spoken in Benin, for French colonizers had created the first schools in Benin and taught their language to those who attended. My grandparents and my mother didn’t attend the colonial school; therefore, they couldn’t speak French, another language different to the one they were born in. Then, like most Beninese in the same situation, my family wondered: French could speak their language to be identified like French. Why did they teach us in Benin to speak French also, instead of a native language to be identified like Beninese?
From the missionaries, the colonization had been extended throughout Benin. There were French missioners and colonizers handing the Bible to convert everyone including my family. Though my family had been deeply touched in its tradition, daily habits, and identity, it is obvious that the colonization had both positive and negative consequences. My grandmother used to quote a popular voice: “the good sense is the thing the better shared” and she added: “you may obey what speakers are saying, but not follow what they are doing”.