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08

Nov

Other third culture kids where the fuck are you guys? There must be at least one in my vicinity right?!

26

Jul

Well at least now I have a term for it.

Well at least now I have a term for it.

14

Jul

Diary of a reformed elitist | Bump!

mysterial:

+1 for the article, +10 for the trollish comments.

My mom always love to cite my having gone to an elite secondary school as the reason for me having it easier than my sister (who went to a neighbourhood one) growing up. (And btw, I worked hard to get the grades to get into that fucking school, so it’s not like it was handed to me on a silver platter.) “Kids at your school are more open-minded, more understanding, blah blah…” Right. Because you know, rich privileged jugdmental kids are so much more understanding. Because you know, they’ll never bully or verbally abuse some kid who happens to be different. They’d never ostracize someone for not being normal like them.

Right.

I wish she understood how it was hard to bridge the unbridgeable gap when you’re the beggar among the kings, the small fry in the ocean of sharks; how isolation and retaliation were the only ammunition left available.

06

Jul

As I realized it’s difficult to meet others or make them understand, my expectations of others changed, as well as my interaction with them. No longer was I trying to change to please everyone, nor was I trying to use my nomadic life as a badge of merit to flash in people’s faces while demanding their respect for my self-elevated importance. Instead, I was asking them questions about themselves to understand them, and if a conversation went well, I’d be careful of how I shared myself because I was self-aware of how talking about riding elephants and surviving mall bombings could make them see me as a boastful and arrogant rich kid; in their eyes, only those with money can afford to do all those strange things and travel a lot. And I didn’t look down upon them either, I saw them as people who grew up under very different circumstances. From this interaction, I could connect to fellow Third Culture People and non-Third Culture People. Some I could connect with better than I could with others too. Then I began to be more comfortable with myself, because my self-awareness increased.

Struggling with identity and loneliness, it’s easy to default to blaming yourself, then blaming others, before realizing that it’s not about being weird or being better, but about how well you know yourself. And if you know yourself, you are aware of your actions, thoughts, and words; how you see yourself, how others see you, and most importantly, what you want. It doesn’t take growing up in a dozen countries by the time we hit adulthood to teach us that, but it definitely makes it easier.

14

Jun

asianpopstory:

First Love - Utada Hikaru (宇多田ヒカル)

Did you know that the artist with the best-selling album in Japanese music history was born in New York?  Raised in Tokyo and New York, Utada Hikaru writes and sings songs in both English and Japanese.

my favourite jpop song forever and ever

23

May

Yes, I can use chopsticks: the everyday 'microaggressions' that grind us down | The Japan Times Online

Microagressions, particularly those of a racialized nature, are, according to Dr. Derald Wing Sue in Psychology Today (Oct. 5, 2010), “the brief and everyday slights, insults, indignities, and denigrating messages sent to (visible minorities) by well-intentioned (members of an ethnic majority in a society) who are unaware of the hidden messages being communicated.”

They include, in Japan’s case, verbal cues (such as “You speak such good Japanese!” — after saying only a sentence or two — or “How long will you be in Japan?” regardless of whether a non-Japanese (NJ) might have lived the preponderance of their life here), nonverbal cues (people espying NJ and clutching their purse more tightly, or leaving the only empty train seat next to them), or environmental cues (media caricatures of NJ with exaggerated noses or excessive skin coloration, McDonald’s “Mr. James” mascot (JBC, Sept. 1, 2009)).

Now let’s consider microaggression’s effects. Dr. Sue’s research suggests that subtle “microinsults and microinvalidations are potentially more harmful (than overt, conscious acts of racism) because of their invisibility, which puts (visible minorities) in a psychological bind.”

For example, indicate that you dislike being treated this way and the aggressor will be confused; after all, the latter meant no harm, so therefore the NJ must just be overly “sensitive” — and therefore also “troublesome” to deal with. Resistance is not futile; it is in fact counterproductive.

I seriously think it’s less to do with which country is in question, but more of a monocultural thing. I suppose it’s more obvious in a relatively homogeneous society. 

So in come the coping strategies. Some long-termers cultivate a circle of close friends (hopefully Japanese, but rarely so: JBC, Aug. 2, 2011), others just become hermits and keep to themselves. But those are temporary solutions. 


Article, Y U DESCRIBING MY LIFE???

17

May

Album Art
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amq:

The breath of the morning,
I keep forgetting the smell of the warm summer air.

I live in a town where you can’t smell a thing,
You watch your feet, for cracks in the pavement.

Up above, Aliens hover,
Making home movies, for the folks back home.

Of all these weird creatures, who lock up their spirits,
Drill holes in themselves, and live for their secrets …

Radiohead - Subterranean Homesick Alien

I wish that they’d swoop down in a country lane late at night when I’m driving 

Take me on board their beautiful ship 

Show me the world as I’d love to see it.

10

May

09

May

Thank You For Being My Best Friend

Dear Best Friend,

I originally wanted to write you a letter about why you’re my best friend and saturate it with all the generic reasons and adorable anecdotes, but I’m not going to do that because you already know why you’re my best friend, duh. If you didn’t, we probably wouldn’t have remained friends all these years. Ten years? Thirteen? I actually have no idea.

cont’d

A real long-time friend recently posted me a link of this. I’ve been having a boohoo-I’m-a-TCK week lately, and this reminded me that actually, despite all the shit that comes with being one, there is one thing that I was spared of. Sure, I didn’t really move as much as the others. Four countries with at least three months each; that’s hardly a lot of moving in 22 years. I’ve read of diplomat kids and military brats who’ve been in at least 10 by the time they’re teenagers. So maybe that explains the difference.

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05

May

Lately for simplicity’s sake I’ve been responding to this oft-asked question with “Singapore”. I dunno why that makes me feel guilty every single time.

Lately for simplicity’s sake I’ve been responding to this oft-asked question with “Singapore”. I dunno why that makes me feel guilty every single time.

04

May

Home

renshenghorreaandthepursuit:

The United States is supposed to be my home, at least that’s what it says on my passport. I know that this is a constant struggle for TCKs. But after realizing my identity as a TCK, I am now beginning to realize what exactly it means. It’s scary to realize that I have no home. 

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I think it’s more than just having no physical place to pronounce as “my home!!” I can’t speak for the rest of us, but for me it’s about lacking a sort of well-trodden tried-and-tested path that comes with having grown up in a single cultural society with its own definitions and rough blueprints on how you’re supposed to live your adult life. I guess it’s true that in the end, it’s the individual that decides on those things, but having guidelines to follow does help a lot. 

You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Lodged in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?
Before Sunrise (1995) dir. Richard Linklater

our homeland

NIPPON CONNECTION DAY#2: autumnsoliloquy reviews OUR HOMELAND / KAZOKU NO KUNI (2012) dir. Yang Yonghi

Third Culture Kids Readjusting to their Countries of Origin

Not mine, but it’d be nice for fellow TCKs to contribute to more research on this topic close to our hearts. 

30

Apr

I’m really envious of those TCKs who managed to master that skill of being a chameleon at any given time and place. I’d like to think I have it too, but there’s always just this inertia that stops me from changing my colours. I guess because I hate changing one’s nature to fit and squeeze oneself into the environment. Do it too many times and you get deformed, misshapen, to the point where you’ve forgotten how your original shape was like in the first place. 

You know they say that we all live in a globalised world, with barely there borders and fast-paced living and technological advancement. But those are just physical tangible barriers. It’s 2012 today but xenophobia, ethnocentrism, divisive thinking will take centuries to erode — will they ever? Perhaps it’s ingrained in human nature to categorise, to group, to divide, to segregate and maybe recognising differences over similarities and commonalities has always been the key to survival. Oh well.

Has there ever been a more hateful word than “tolerance”?