Salaam. Chi tor hasti? Khob, tashakor. (Hello/Peace. How are you? I am good, thank you.) After our customary greetings, cheek hugs, and triple air kisses, Aqilla followed me upstairs to my private campus apartment. She never lowered her hijab (headscarf) even when safely settled on my rug while I...
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“Boy, I wish I could be a part of that,” I thought as we walked past several women chatting at the pump waiting to get their headpans filled with water. I’m sure if those women knew what I was wishing they’d I was crazy. Why would you want to...
I look across the carpet and see a hundred translucent insect wings sparkling in the morning sunlight.” We live in a “civilized” country, yet our homes are filled again with flying termites. They group helplessly around living room lights, a swarm drawn irresistibly to any glow in the night....
One of the greatest questions we face when God calls us into some type of cross-cultural work and/or international lifestyle is, “What about my kids?” Since I am a second-generation third culture kid* (TCK) who raised three TCKs myself, I would like to share my basic assumptions on this...