{being a} Third Culture Kid
Where are you from? ... I constantly struggle with answering this question. My identity as a third culture kid influences all facets of my life and the perspectives I have about the world. I blog through the lens of this identity. To give you some insight, below is a list of statements that I strongly identify with:
- You struggle to answer the question “where are you from?”
- You feel odd being in the ethnic majority
- You look like everyone else around you but still don?t fit in
- You have the urge to move to a new place every couple of years
- You go into culture shock upon returning to your “home” country
- You have a passport, but no driver’s license
- You think VISA is a document that’s stamped in your passport, not a plastic card you carry in your wallet.
- You believe vehemently that football is played with a round, spotted ball.
- You feel that multiple passports would be appropriate.
- Half of your phone calls are unintelligible to those around you.
- You know the geography of the rest of the world, but you don’t know the geography of your ?own? country.
- You’ve gotten out of school because of monsoons, bomb threats, and/or popular demonstrations.
- You constantly get labeled being from another country than ?yours?. (Usually one you lived in at one point.)
- You realize it really is a small world, after all.
taken from nunomad
Travel
As a third culture kid, travel has ALWAYS been a huge part of my life. By the time I hit high school I had traveled to eleven different countries (not a long list for a TCK). I am inspired by culture, differences and similarities between and among people. I document my journeys- internationally, domestically and locally; the long haul flights and any given days' festivities.
