My American Journey: First Impressions and Enduring Fascinations
The scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the diverse crowd gathered outside the American Embassy in Yaounde, Cameroon. It was a mosaic of humanity: the aged with their wisdom etched in wrinkles, middle-aged men and women burdened by hope, pregnant women shielding their unborn from the heat, and countless young souls, boys and girls, all united by a singular quest. Each person yearned for entry into a country whispered about in tales of opportunity, and no amount of discomfort from the blistering heat could deter our collective resolve. The atmosphere crackled with a potent blend of anticipation and patience, a testament to the dreams held by those in the winding queue.

A diligent security guard, much like a meticulous nursery teacher, ensured the long queue maintained its order. Just a stone’s throw away, on that otherwise tranquil street in Cameroon’s bustling capital, stood a grand, almost baronial building housing another nation’s embassy. Yet, it was eerily deserted. No human presence stirred within its gates; only the rhythmic sway of its country’s flag, buffeted by the breeze, offered any sign of life. This stark contrast was profound. While other embassies remained quiet, the American embassy was a vibrant hive of activity, overflowing with individuals who, surprisingly, had arrived well ahead of their scheduled appointments.
The notorious “African time” — a cultural concept often associated with a relaxed approach to punctuality — seemed to lose all its power when faced with the strict demands of immigration appointments. On this pivotal day, we weren’t just on time; we were before time, driven by the profound significance of the moment. Finally, the security personnel began ushering us in for the crucial check-in process. It was within those walls that I secured the visas for my family and myself, paving the way for our journey to this much-storied land. We landed in the United States two years ago, in the crisp air of October, embarking on what has been an extraordinary chapter of our lives. This transition has been filled with countless discoveries, and certain aspects of this country have profoundly captivated my attention.
Unpacking American Culture: Eight Striking Observations from an Immigrant’s Perspective
1. The Sweetness Overload: A Land Drenched in Sugar
One of the very first and most enduring impressions I formed upon arriving in America was its overwhelming sweetness. The initial sweet snacks we purchased at the airport felt less like treats and more like a direct assault on my palate, instantly branding America in my mind as the “land of sugar.” I distinctly recall feeling the sugar crystals assaulting my teeth, permeating my gums, and almost instantaneously causing a phantom cavity sensation. It made me genuinely marvel at how other human beings consume such a potent concentration of sweetness without flinching or experiencing discomfort. It felt as if many products weren’t just sweetened, but fundamentally “cooked” from sugar, with other ingredients merely playing a supporting role. The omnipresence of high-fructose corn syrup in an astonishing array of products, from everyday condiments to seemingly savory items, quickly became apparent.
This initial shock quickly translated into a vigilant habit: I learned to meticulously scrutinize food labels, ensuring the “devil” — as I affectionately dubbed excessive sugar — was absent before making any purchase. The sheer audacity of finding sugar infused into the strangest of items, such as baked beans or even lunch meats, continues to astonish me. It highlights a fundamental difference in dietary culture, where sweetness is not just a flavor but an underlying characteristic of much of the processed food landscape. This pervasive sweetness isn’t just a taste; it reflects a broader aspect of American culinary habits and the industrial food system.

2. Embracing All Shapes: The Unapologetic Confidence of Americans
Following closely on the heels of the sugar shock was the observation of widespread obesity, an issue that I quickly attributed, at least in part, to the pervasive sweetness of the American diet. Back in Cameroon, I knew only one person who could be considered exceptionally fat – my beloved aunt, who would often wear flowing Kabbas (large gowns) to discreetly cover her figure. In America, however, the landscape is strikingly different. There is an abundance of individuals with larger body types, and notably, they do not feel compelled to conceal their physique under voluminous garments. On the contrary, they confidently embrace a diverse range of fashion choices, rocking jeans, t-shirts, stylish tops, and, quite surprisingly, even hot pants!
During the summer months, it’s common to see individuals of all sizes confidently wearing clothing that would be considered revealing in other cultures. Some bellies are so pronounced and layered that it makes one wonder about the physiological adaptations required to carry such weight. When we first arrived, I confess I used to stare, albeit discreetly, in sheer amazement at the various “brands” of fat people I encountered, parading through hallways and public spaces with an undeniable air of self-assurance. They truly seem to exude enthusiasm for the very sweets that contribute to this phenomenon, embodying a culture that, in many ways, normalizes and even celebrates body diversity, alongside its dietary habits.

3. A Culture of Courtesy: Unwavering American Politeness
Perhaps one of the most heartwarming and consistent observations has been the unbelievable politeness that permeates American society. This courtesy extends even to areas where one might expect a more rigid or authoritarian demeanor, such as with immigration officers at the airport. I vividly recall an officer politely informing a traveler, “You may want to go back and put that in your luggage,” referring to an unapproved hand-carry item. Her tone was so gentle, so suggestive, that it sounded like a mere recommendation, even though it was an unequivocal directive that, if ignored, would certainly prevent the traveler from proceeding. This subtle yet firm politeness was striking.
Beyond official interactions, everyday life is punctuated by countless acts of consideration. I regularly experience people holding doors open for me as I enter buildings, a small gesture that, when repeated countless times, creates a palpable sense of community and mutual respect. This consistent display of civility, from strangers to service providers, often makes daily interactions smoother and more pleasant. It suggests a deeply ingrained cultural value placed on politeness and consideration for others, even in the most fleeting of encounters. This pervasive courtesy has undoubtedly made our transition and daily life in America feel welcoming and accommodating.

4. The Ubiquitous American Smile: From Genuine Warmth to Social Courtesy
Another fascinating aspect of American social interaction is the omnipresent smile. Whenever I enter public spaces, it seems almost instinctual for the people I encounter, especially those in service roles, to light up with a smile. Some of these smiles are incredibly quick, flashing on and then swiftly disappearing, much like the brief illumination from a flashlight. Others linger, conveying a deeper sense of warmth. There are smiles everywhere – some feel undeniably genuine and organic, while others, for lack of a better term, appear more “plastic” or practiced, a social reflex rather than an outpouring of emotion. Yet, regardless of their perceived authenticity, they are consistently present.
This culture of smiling, whether spontaneous or cultivated, plays a significant role in creating an atmosphere of approachability and positivity. It can sometimes be a subtle form of non-verbal communication, signaling openness and friendliness. For an outsider, discerning the nuances between a truly heartfelt smile and one offered as a social courtesy can be an interesting cultural exercise. Nevertheless, this constant visual affirmation of positivity, even if sometimes superficial, contributes to the overall welcoming and genial ambiance that often characterizes public interactions in the United States.

5. The Heart of Caregiving: African Immigrants in Group and Nursing Homes
One of the most profound and humbling discoveries I made about the immigrant experience, particularly for many Africans in the United States, is the prevalence of employment within “group homes” or “nursing homes.” Here, “work” often becomes synonymous with providing direct care for individuals with mental illnesses, autism, or the elderly. A significant number of the Africans I have met since arriving in America are engaged in this demanding, yet utterly essential, line of work. Their stories are often poignant, detailing the daily tasks of cleaning, feeding, and offering compassionate support to those who require constant assistance, sometimes involving deeply personal acts of care, such as managing bodily waste.
What makes these narratives particularly striking is that many of these individuals had established, even flourishing, careers back in their home countries – professionals, entrepreneurs, and skilled workers. Yet, upon immigrating, they often find themselves navigating a new economic reality that funnels them into these caregiving roles. These facilities, while not hospitals in the traditional sense, function as vital care centers, providing round-the-clock support without the constant presence of doctors. The commitment and resilience of these caregivers are truly remarkable, as they dedicate themselves to some of the most vulnerable populations, often making immense personal sacrifices. Their work underscores a fundamental aspect of the immigrant contribution to American society, filling critical gaps in the healthcare and social support systems.




6. The Open Book: Americans and Personal Disclosure
Another truly distinctive aspect of American culture, from my observation, is the remarkable openness with which many individuals share personal details of their lives, even with complete strangers. It feels as though Americans don’t keep secrets, or at least, they are remarkably comfortable with a level of personal disclosure that would be considered highly unusual in many other parts of the world. I recall an instance when I went to a bank to open an account, and during our transaction, the banker, without any prompting, began discussing her pregnancy, which was barely even showing at the time.
By the time our business concluded, I not only knew her due date but also that she already had a son, and that her mother would be babysitting for her while she worked. This level of intimate detail shared so freely with someone she had just met was astonishing. It wasn’t an isolated incident; many people here seem to have no reservations about disseminating fairly detailed information about their lives to individuals they’ve only just encountered. This cultural trait reflects a certain trust and directness in communication, creating a social environment where personal boundaries regarding privacy can feel much more fluid than what I was accustomed to.

7. The Universal Charm of Babies: A Symphony of Compliments
There’s an undeniable truth in America: all babies are incredibly cute and adorable, and people will not hesitate to tell you so, repeatedly. The sheer volume of compliments I have received about my girls since our arrival is beyond count. It’s a delightful, almost universal, response that crosses all social and cultural lines. When my third baby was born, and I went for her postpartum check-up, the nurses practically shed tears, exclaiming, “She is so cute!” They continued to “aww” and “ohh” over her as if they had never encountered a baby before, despite undoubtedly seeing numerous infants every single day in their profession.
This widespread admiration for babies is not just polite; it feels genuinely heartfelt and enthusiastic. It’s a comforting cultural aspect that fosters a sense of shared joy and community around new life. If I were to be compensated for every compliment my girls have received, I am quite certain I would be exceptionally wealthy by now. This effusive appreciation for children is a heartwarming dimension of American society that makes parenting here feel particularly celebrated and supported by the wider community.

8. The Unmatched Efficiency of 911: A Pillar of Public Safety
Perhaps one of the most reassuring and impressive aspects of life in America is the extraordinary speed and comprehensive nature of the 911 emergency response system. It often feels as if the emergency services are prescient, anticipating trouble and standing by, ready to act at a moment’s notice. I’ve witnessed this efficiency firsthand on multiple occasions. My young nephew once got off his school bus and, instead of going home, inadvertently went to another apartment building. After a frantic but fruitless search, my brother-in-law called 911 to inform the police. Within approximately five minutes, police officers swiftly arrived and initiated a thorough search of the building, quickly locating him.
Another powerful testament to this system occurred when my mbanya (sister-in-law) experienced a very fast labor at home and called 911. The response was immediate and overwhelming: within just five minutes, a coordinated team comprising paramedics, firefighters, and police officers descended upon her house. Their professionalism and rapid intervention ensured she had all the necessary medical assistance right there. In an astonishing 15 minutes, she gave birth at home, surrounded by a fully equipped emergency response team. This level of rapid, multi-agency response provides an immense sense of security and demonstrates a highly organized and effective public safety infrastructure, a true pillar of American community support.
Our journey in this country continues to unfold, revealing countless more fascinating insights and cultural nuances. The United States is a land of profound contrasts and endless discovery, continually challenging and enriching my perspective. I am eager to share more of these observations in the days ahead as we delve deeper into the intricate tapestry of American life. For those of you who have also embarked on a journey from Africa or any other part of the world to the United States, I invite you to share your own captivating observations about America in the comments below. What has surprised you? What has fascinated you the most?
I extend my warmest regards to all of you, and yes, even you. Have an awesome weekend!