I taught my friends bachata in the middle of Manchester. My worlds were colliding…
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We have come together not because of blood, but because we share bonds of a common outlook on life…
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In places like East Pakistan (before it became Bangladesh), Kuwait, and Sierra Leone there just weren’t that many expat families…
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But that was just it. I had to fit in wherever I went. Nobody else had to mould their ways to engage with my understanding of identity and belonging…
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Jay and I stayed up till almost 3am that night realizing we had much more in common than we thought, shedding tears and spilling our life secrets…
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“He’s English, but we won’t hold that against him.” That’s probably one of the nicer remarks he invariably makes whenever anything touching the subject of England comes up…
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My friends asked me why I went out with him at all, knowing that he wasn’t from here. I said that’s why I was attracted to him…
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Every time we moved and in each new country we lived, my mom openly embraced everything. I don’t know too many people who would have gone to a funeral of a neighbor just a few short months after moving in, but she was one of them...
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