Writing in another language gives a freedom of expression and discovery. Although it is perfectly fine and possible to express and discover in your native language, you are tied to the words and meanings.
Sometimes a little detachment can offer new forms of attachments.
Life wants us to make sense of what is going on and sometimes it gets hard. Continue reading
As an international student I have given so many opportunities to think about what I am doing here in the US. No, not in a negative light – and by the passive voice in the sentence before this, I try to tell that not only I think about the fact I am a foreigner, but also I am surrounded by factors that remind me that I am a foreigner.
Being a foreigner starts with (sometimes) traveling. A person learns about herself the most when she travels out of home to live in another country. I travelled out home for high school; it was a travel within the country, and then I travelled out of home for college in the US. Both transitions were interesting and sometimes difficult because of the cultural differences.
When I watched the Ted Talk “the Danger of a Single Story” I could Continue reading
Looking into someone’s eyes must be one of the most special moments in life. Keeping the gaze, being locked into someone’s eyes must be the most precious moment in life. It is like opening doors for the person in front you, and letting yourself to be vulnerable.
Even though most people may never accept the truth, there are few people who can actually look into the eyes of the person in front of them. For many, it is very difficult to hold the gaze while they listen to or talk to that person. Have you ever paid attention where you look at when you talk to someone? The nose? The mouth? Or that freckle somewhere on the face?
When you think about it, it is actually funny and Continue reading
When you speak in another language and live in another culture, it is almost inevitable that you will find yourself in awkward situations. Knowing this, and more importantly, having experienced many, I have a weird confidence in the US: If I find myself in a funny or embarrassing moment, I have an excuse, I am a foreigner.
That being said, there was a time Continue reading
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