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I don’t remember exactly how long it was since we had seen my dad, but it felt like ages. He had gone ahead of us, two or three months to start work and to check out the city. So when we got to the airport, we all were very anxious to see him at our final destination.  Read More »

I remember the day my parents took my sisters and me aside and told us the big news. My younger sister, Natasha, and I were jumping on the trampoline in our nice big backyard when my parents called for this “family meeting”. I was 12 at the time, my younger sister 7, and my older sister, Jill, 14. I was in the middle of my 7th grade year, and wasn’t very happy with school at all.  Read More »

Are Americans once again asleep? You tell me... what are you doing to unite the United States?? Today I saw a very interesting presentation - you should watch it, the link is below. It starts off by asking one very simple question... Have we fallen asleep again?  Read More »

(Know that you must read between the lines to understand the true meaning of this poem)

Sometimes, some speculate significant situations in order to stop the skirmish.
But, too many times things turn out to be totally tragic according to the troubles away from our territory.
Of course, others oppose conflicts. But, obviously obscene obsession still occurs.  Read More »

Some people still believe that marriage is sacred and should be a commitment shared between a man and a woman in love. However, the question still stands; is modern day marriage dead or dying?  Read More »

I remember a time in my childhood when my parents insisted on dragging me around to every one of their social events. I found them quite boring especially because a twelve year olds mind tends to wander frequently. While my parents were talking to their Georgian friends at the dinner table, I was thinking of all the better things I could be doing at that time.  Read More »

So what is the deal with us third culture kids? Do you even know what it means to be a third culture child? My life, my childhood, has been filled with obstacles and hardships that many Americans just don't understand or even want to understand. Why is it that many people's eyes glaze over when I begin to tell of life outside the United States?  Read More »