When I leave this beautiful island of Mauritius, there are many things I’m certain I’ll miss: the kind-hearted local people, the array of cultures, street food, Sega music and dance, the beautiful shades of the ocean, and the spectacular landscape.

Having been so accustomed to island living, I’m also aware that I’ll likely struggle with a few things once I arrive at our next destination. I clearly remember my sister being hit with reverse culture shock when she returned after two years of teaching English in small cities throughout China. Leaving the new friendships I’ve forged over the past three years will definitely be hard. I was desperately lonely when we first arrived in Mauritius and these friends have been my island family and instrumental to our family’s happiness here. Moving back to a place where you feel obsolete, like just another person in the crowd, may be difficult for me to swallow after living in such a small island community. Those of you who live on small islands or towns will understand this one. I don’t have a car so I walk everywhere and due to this I have met a lot of people and have quite a few acquaintances. Walking from my home to the local shops is a social activity and cannot be rushed. I will miss this.

 

Crystal Rock Mauritius

 

One island life struggle though that I imagine will not be quite so difficult for me elsewhere is the challenge of living in a land of many languages and knowing when and where to speak which of them. You see, I always tend to speak French to the local café owner who’s British, Creole to the French yoga teacher, and English to my Creole friend because at this point, I’m just so damn confused. I’ll be at the shops and see someone I know and greet them with “bo” “he” “ki” trying to greet them in all 3 languages simultaneously before dropping my head and avoiding eye contract while I slowly back away to the wine aisle.

When we do leave Mauritius, I wonder how on earth I am going to get by without my sporadic language changes that I’ve grown quite fond of. The thrill of not knowing what’s going to come out of my mouth next is kind of fun and has given me quite a few chuckles over the year. And don’t get me started on my kids’ “languages” – that’s a whole new ball game entirely. For example, a Hoorooroo is what they call an emergency vehicle such as a police car, ambulance, etc. A schweee is a slippery slide or ramp; sivvy is fizzy soda water; and there are words and sounds I can’t even spell that explain the noise a screwdriver makes, indicating that they want their tool kit. My two kids do speak English, Creole, and French thanks to the island, but if all else fails Mum does understand that they want to play on the slippery slide at the park today after school, “Schweeeeeee!!”

 

Local Street Food – Dhal Puri

 

Maybe I should resign myself to the fact that I am an amateur in French and Creole, stop trying to be Little Miss Perfect, and take a leaf out of my dad’s book and take the opportunity to talk French or Creole to everyone I meet now and at our new destination. My dad is really my language learning hero. He will proudly and happily walk into the local coffee shop or service station (in Australia) and, grinning from ear to ear, he will proudly say to the confused attendant, “Bonjour mon petit chou. Comment ça va? Un café s’il vous plaît.” (Translating to: “Hello my little cabbage. How are you? One coffee please.”) He will then laugh and explain what he said and that he is practicing so he can talk confidently to his son-in-law and his family, and leave the store with a little skip in his step and a nice hot cappuccino. He is neither embarrassed nor discouraged by their response. In most cases, they now play along. Once in a while he is bowled over as someone replies in perfect French or he gets all confuddled and excited if someone ups the ante and replies in Mandarin or Portuguese. In any case, the number one rule of learning any language is not to be embarrassed to talk – no matter how simple the words are, how repetitive the one sentence you can say is, or how many mistakes you make. Dad is my language learner hero because he tries daily, repetitively, without giving one hoot what anyone else thinks.

 


La Preneuse Beach Mauritius

 

Mauritius will always hold a piece of my heart. I have experienced both the best and hardest days of my life so far here. I can say without a doubt that living on this little Island has helped shape the woman I am today: more resilient, independent, flexible, and happier than ever, with a little side of island time thrown in for good measure. It will be hard to leave everyone we love and of course this beautiful Island we have called home for the past three years. Regardless of how we negotiate the changes to come, I am sure we will return to our little island in the Indian Ocean again.

In the meantime, I will use every chance I get to practice my newfound languages on my children, husband, and, of course, my dad. And in any case, we will continue to encourage our kids to keep speaking the languages they learn throughout our travels. It certainly won’t be too long before they start teaching me. I already get the eye rolls when I pronounce something wrong – and they are only four and five years of age. On top of this, my mum’s mother tongue is Dutch, my husband’s is of course French and Creole (and he also has a basic understanding of Spanish), and my sister can speak a working level of Chinese! It’s clearly time for me to get my act together.

Until next time, goodbye, sweet Mauritius.

Au revoir, orewar, zài jiàn, adeus.

 

Tamarin Bay Mauritius

Black River Gorges National Park

Black River Gorges National Park Mauritius

Underwater Waterfall Mauritius – Photographer Unknown

All images in this article were taken by and are the property of Keara Cupidon unless otherwise specified

Written By:

Keara Cupidon

Current Rock of Residence:

Mauritius

Island Girl Since:

June 2016

Originally Hails From:

Central Coast and Sydney, Australia

Keara’s only aspiration growing up was to become a famous chef and travel the world. After her hotel school training and halfway through her apprenticeship, she came to the realization that she preferred cooking at home for friends and family and not as a career. Back to university, she went to get her Bachelor of Business in Hotel Management. Studying full time and working 3 jobs to make ends meet, she started questioning her life path once more.

In walks Mr. Smooth-French-Talking-Mauritian, a colleague who she had worked with for many years who shared her love of good music, food, wine, and coffee. He convinced Keara to leave the arduous hospitality industry and follow him to Mauritius. After a magical island holiday, Keara returned to reality, left the hospitality industry, and pursued her other passion: event management in the corporate arena, and found herself traveling around Australia managing events with a happy work life balance.

After nine years of countless holidays together to the beautiful island of Mauritius, two weddings (one in Australia and one in Mauritius), and two gorgeous kids, they decided to make the holiday permanent, packing up their home in Australia and moving across the sea to a little town on the West Coast of the island.

Any island dweller will tell you that living on a tropical island and holiday-ing there are two separate things entirely. Let’s just say that the transition was not all smooth sailing, especially with two adorable yet mischievous children and the lack of decent affordable red wine.

Until Keara finally finds the time to start writing full time, you can follow her Instagram for pics and updates on her crazy kid-filled Mauritian life.

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