Moments with Leah Chestnut

Moments with Leah Chestnut 🎤 Gospel Hip-Hop Artist | 👩🏾‍🏫 EL Teacher
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Still on Cultural Differences: When American Middle School Starts Giving University Vibes. Is This JSS1 or University?🇺🇸...
09/06/2026

Still on Cultural Differences: When American Middle School Starts Giving University Vibes. Is This JSS1 or University?🇺🇸 🇳🇬
One thing that continues to fascinate me about cultural differences is how early American children are introduced to independence and personal responsibility, and working in a middle school has made me notice it even more.

Growing up in Nigeria, secondary school was pretty straightforward. You came to school, entered your classroom, sat down, and the teachers came to you. From one subject to another, you remained in the same classroom unless it was time for the science lab or another special activity.
Choosing electives and building my own schedule? Ah! In my experience, that kind of freedom came much later.
University was where I really experienced that.
Then I started working in an American middle school and I was like.
Wait o! Are these middle school scholars or undergraduate students?

These children are moving from classroom to classroom throughout the day, following individual schedules, taking both core subjects and electives, keeping track of different teachers and assignments, and learning to manage their own time.
Two children can both be in 6th grade and still have parts of their schedules look completely different depending on their interests, academic needs, abilities, and available electives.
And nobody is following them around shouting:
“Your next class is over there!”
They are expected to check their schedules, know where they're going, and get there.

Sometimes I imagine a JSS1 student back home navigating school like this, carrying an individual schedule, changing classrooms for different subjects, and having some choice in electives.
University experience loading from JSS1.
Even the school calendar caught my attention. Growing up in Nigeria, we had First Term, Second Term, and Third Term. Here in the U.S., schools may organize the academic year into semesters, quarters, or trimesters, depending on the school system.
But underneath all the humor, there is something I genuinely appreciate about this cultural difference.

Independence isn't something children magically develop at 18. It can be taught and practiced gradually.
When children are given age-appropriate choices and responsibilities, they learn to make decisions, manage consequences, discover their interests, organize themselves, and advocate for what they need.
Nigeria has many strengths in our educational system and culture, especially our strong sense of community, togetherness, and collective responsibility. I wouldn't want us to lose that.
But maybe there is something we can borrow from this approach too.

Naija, perhaps we don't have to wait until university before giving students more ownership of their education.
Imagine combining our strong sense of community with more opportunities for individual choice, responsibility, and independence.
That balance could be powerful.

Now, Nigerians, help me settle this one.👇🏾
Should a JSS1 student be allowed to choose some electives and navigate an individual class schedule, or is that too much independence too early?
And for those who have experienced both Nigerian and American schools: Which system do you think better prepares children for adulthood, and what could each system learn from the other?

Appreciating Cultural Differences 🌍The more I experience different cultures, the more I realize that what feels complete...
09/04/2026

Appreciating Cultural Differences 🌍
The more I experience different cultures, the more I realize that what feels completely normal in one culture can feel completely strange in another.

Many Western societies, including the United States and parts of Europe, tend to emphasize individualism, independence, personal achievement, self-expression, and learning to do things for yourself. While many African, Asian, Latin American, Middle Eastern, Pacific Island, and Indigenous communities tend to lean more toward collectivism, family, community, shared responsibility, and looking out for the success and well-being of the whole group.
Neither approach is perfect, and neither describes every family. But you can definitely see the differences in everyday life, especially when it comes to raising children.

When I had Nini, I quickly noticed how early independence is encouraged in America.
From the hospital, she slept in her own bassinet beside me. When we got home, she slept in our bedroom, but still in her own bassinet, not in our bed. By six months, we transitioned her to her own room and crib, and Mama and Daddy were checking that baby monitor like security officers. 👀
When Nova came along, we did the same thing.
We had a system, we had a routine.
We thought we had this American-style independence thing figured out.

Then Grandma came.
And just like that, our carefully established routine disappeared. Grandma moved those babies right into her room!
Because from another cultural perspective, the question isn't always, “How quickly can this child become independent?” Sometimes it's, “Why should this little baby be sleeping all the way over there when Grandma has plenty of room?”
And that’s what makes cultural differences so fascinating.
One culture may teach, “Learn to stand on your own.”
Another may teach, “Remember that you belong to a family and community that stands together.”

Maybe our children need a little of both:
the confidence to be independent and the understanding that independence should never mean isolation. They can learn to say “I can do this” while still understanding the power of “we’re in this together.”

Now I want to hear from you: Is your culture more “I can do it myself” or “we do it together”? And grandparents, be honest. have you ever completely ignored the parents’ routine because you had your OWN plans for the grandchildren? 👇🏾

POV: A toddler made me realize we haven’t been “going to work” all these years… we’ve actually been going to BUY MONEY.W...
09/03/2026

POV: A toddler made me realize we haven’t been “going to work” all these years… we’ve actually been going to BUY MONEY.
WAIT, SO ALL THIS TIME WE’VE BEEN GOING TO WORK TO “BUY MONEY”?

A few years ago, when we were still living in Philly, I had a friend I visited regularly. Her daughter was just a toddler at the time, and one day she gave me an explanation about adulthood that I STILL haven’t forgotten.
I went over to their house like I normally did, and after being there for a little while, I noticed her dad wasn’t home.
So I casually asked her,

“Jonae, Where is Daddy?”

Without even thinking twice, this little girl looked at me with all the confidence in the world and said:

“My daddy has gone to buy some money.”
I said, “Buy some money?!” And she responded with a Yes.
But when you think about it, her toddler logic actually made perfect sense!
Daddy gets dressed ➡️ Daddy leaves the house ➡️ Daddy goes to work ➡️ Daddy comes home with money.
So, of course…
Daddy went to BUY the money!
Case closed! Her toddler economics was economics-ing!💰
And honestly, wouldn’t life be wonderful if she were right?

Imagine someone asking you on Monday morning:
“Where are you going?” And you respond:
“Oh, I’m just going to buy some money. I’ll be back soon.”
No long shifts, no meetings, no deadlines, no traffic, just walk into the money store, buy what you need, and come back home!

Children really have the sweetest and funniest ways of understanding the world around them. They observe everything we do, put the pieces together in their innocent little minds, and sometimes come up with explanations that are better than anything we adults could have imagined.
Years later, I still remember her little voice saying:

“My daddy has gone to buy some money.”
Toddler logic will forever be undefeated!

Okay, parents, grandparents, aunties, uncles and everyone who has been around little ones—I have a question for you! 👇🏾
What is ONE thing a child has said to you that was so funny, innocent, or unexpectedly wise that you STILL remember it years later?
Drop the exact words they said in the comments! I have a feeling this comment section is about to be hilarious!
And if you know someone whose child is always saying the funniest things, tag them, they definitely have a story to tell!

09/02/2026

Now the real question, who understood the assignment the MOST?💃🏾 Pick your favorite dancer.

POV: When your American-Nigerian princess hears “Daddy is broke” and thinks Daddy actually BROKE the money! When Nova wa...
09/01/2026

POV: When your American-Nigerian princess hears “Daddy is broke” and thinks Daddy actually BROKE the money!
When Nova was a little over 2 years old, she was already very clear about what she wanted.
One day, she asked me to buy her some Christmas and Halloween clothes.
Me: “Go and ask Daddy.”
So she turned to Daddy with her very important request.
Daddy: “I’m broke. Go ask Mummy.”
A few moments later, Nova looked at me with the most serious little face and announced:

“Mummy, Daddy broke the money.”
I said, “Daddy did WHAT?!”

Apparently, in Nova’s little two-year-old mind, there was no financial crisis, no empty bank account, no bills to pay. The situation was very simple:
We had money, but Daddy broke it.
Now Mummy needs to fix it.
And the funniest part was how seriously she reported him! Like, “Mummy, I have investigated the matter. We have identified the suspect. Daddy broke the money.”

See me thinking I had successfully redirected the financial responsibility to her father, only for the responsibility to come right back to me with a full incident report!
She wasn’t even concerned that Daddy couldn’t buy the clothes. She was simply reporting the situation to the next responsible adult:
“Daddy broke the money. Please handle it, Mummy.”
Years later, this still makes me laugh. Kids really do hear our grown-up expressions and create the most hilarious explanations in their little minds.
Honestly, toddler logic deserves its own dictionary!

Parents, what’s one grown-up phrase your child completely misunderstood or took literally? Please share because I need to know I’m not alone! 👇🏽

Sometimes life takes you thousands of miles away, only to bring you somewhere that strangely reminds you of home.I grew ...
08/31/2026

Sometimes life takes you thousands of miles away, only to bring you somewhere that strangely reminds you of home.
I grew up in Jos, Plateau State, one of the coolest parts of Nigeria, surrounded by beautiful hills and valleys, fertile farmland, potatoes, strawberries, apples, pears, and fresh vegetables.

When I moved to America, I lived in Philadelphia, a big, busy city with a completely different pace of life.
Then I left Philadelphia for Bismarck, North Dakota, and something about it immediately brought back memories of home.
The calmness. The slower pace. The open spaces. The farmland. Even some of the familiar produce.
And somehow, this Plateau girl went from one of the coolest parts of Nigeria to one of the coldest states in America.
Of course, Bismarck could never replace Jos, but there are little things about living here that make me think, “This feels familiar.”
From Jos 🇳🇬 → Philadelphia → Bismarck, 🇺🇸 sometimes home isn't just a place, it's a feeling that unexpectedly finds you again.

Have you ever moved somewhere new and thought, “Wow, this reminds me of home”?

From the hills of Jos to a classroom in America, every part of the journey has shaped the educator I am becoming. 🇳🇬🇺🇸Du...
08/30/2026

From the hills of Jos to a classroom in America, every part of the journey has shaped the educator I am becoming. 🇳🇬🇺🇸
During my introduction, I had the opportunity to tell my fellow educators a little about where I come from, Jos, the beautiful capital of Plateau State, Nigeria.

Plateau State is known for its breathtaking hills, valleys, rock formations, natural resources, cool weather, and fertile farmland. And here’s something that often surprises people: many of the fruits and crops we enjoy here in America are also grown back home in Jos, strawberries 🍓, apples 🍎, pears 🍐, grapes 🍇, and lots of fresh vegetables! Jos is also known for having some of the coolest weather in Nigeria.

I also shared a little piece of my academic journey. At one point, I wanted to study Speech Therapy, but life had other plans. Interestingly, my undergraduate research took me into neurolinguistics, exploring the fascinating connection between the brain and language.
And somehow, all these years later, I find myself working with English Learners, helping students develop language and find confidence in their voices. Sometimes the path changes, but pieces of the original dream have a beautiful way of following you. Funny how life connects the dots. I may not have become the speech therapist I once imagined, but language still found its way back into my story

What is one interesting thing about your hometown, culture, or journey that people are always surprised to learn? 👇🏽

08/29/2026

When they asked us to introduce ourselves at Teachers’ Orientation, I could have simply said my name, where I work, and a few things about myself… but somehow, I found myself taking everyone all the way to Jos, Plateau State, Nigeria. 🇳🇬 🇺🇸

WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY ABOUT YOU WHEN YOU’RE NO LONGER IN THE ROOM? I thought I was simply teaching him English. Years lat...
08/28/2026

WHAT WILL PEOPLE SAY ABOUT YOU WHEN YOU’RE NO LONGER IN THE ROOM?
I thought I was simply teaching him English. Years later, I discovered I was also helping him find his voice.
Recently, I received a beautiful message from Raphael Daniel, one of my former students.

Now, let me tell you about Raphael.
He was one of my most intelligent students, and also one of the most stubborn! You know that student who is obviously brilliant, but somehow still finds a way to keep the teacher busy? Yep. That was Raphael.
I taught him from his first year in junior high school until his final year in senior high school, and years later, this is part of what he wrote about me:

“Mrs. Leah Chestnut is one of the reasons I speak good English today. She made English my favorite subject. In fact, she made me realize my love for languages.”

That love eventually led him to learn French, Spanish, Portuguese, Arabic, and others.
He described me as visionary, a disciplinarian who knew how to connect with her students and, his words, not mine“an angel sent from above.”
Okay Raphael, now you’re trying to make your former teacher cry.
But then he reminded me of a story that made me laugh.

One day, I gave my students an assignment to present an essay like a speech in front of the class.
Raphael kept messing up.
What I didn’t know was that he wasn’t forgetting his work he had stage fright.
Then, in typical Raphael fashion, he jokingly asked me to hit him on the head with my ruler to “charge him up.”
Apparently, the charging worked!
Because years later, that same boy who was afraid to stand in front of his classmates is now a pastor who regularly stands before people and preaches the Gospel.
Now THAT part made me stop.
Because back then, to me, it was simply an English assignment.
Stand up, present your essay, speak clearly, try again.
But to him, that moment became part of a much bigger story.
And that is one of the beautiful things about teaching: we don’t always get to see the full harvest of the seeds we plant.
We teach, we correct, we encourage, we discipline.
We push them when we know they can do better.
Sometimes they probably go home thinking, “This teacher is doing too much!” And then life moves on.

Years later, you discover that something you taught, something you said, or something you refused to let them give up on stayed with them.
Raphael even remembered crying on my wedding day. He said what really got him emotional was knowing I was marrying a man from another culture and that I might eventually leave.
And eventually, life did take me thousands of miles away.
I left the school, Ileft the country, I left the room.
But reading Raphael’s message reminded me that you can leave the room without leaving the lives of the people you impacted.
Your location may change, your title may change, years may pass, but something you poured into another person can continue growing long after you’re gone.
Maybe that is what legacy really is, not how long you stayed in the room, but what remained in people after you left it.

So once again, I ask:
If you walked out of the room today and never walked back in, what would people say about you?
And perhaps the more important question is:
What part of you would continue to live in the people whose lives you touched?
May we all live, teach, work, love, and serve in a way that leaves something beautiful behind.

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