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Stephen Bradford Long's avatar

I was raised by Christian missionaries in an absolutely bizarre mix of global multiculturalism and Christian fundamentalism, and I've spent nearly my entire adult life coming to terms with the fact that I'm culturally homeless. I very rarely meet people who can relate to my upbringing, and this article really articulates the alienation and joy that comes from being a third culture kid. Thanks so much for sharing.

Zork (the) Hun's avatar

You have no idea how many layers this can have. I am a Hungarian immigrant in Canada, but what does that mean? My Slovene maternal grandfather learned Hungarian from my half Slovak grandmother. My German great-great grandfather came to Hungary for work. His name was Höhn. It was my grandfather who changed it to Hun (which sounds more HUNgarian). Höhn is German for hen.

So here I am, the German-Slovene-Slovak-Hungarian chicken pretending to be the into-your-face tough Hun in the land of the polite and reserved Canadians.

....but I could never move back. I would be way too Canadian for Hungary.

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