Thoughts of a Third Culture Kid

What do you do when your parents are gone and there's not that much food in the house?  My answer: Make french toast, drizzle whipped cream and syrup on it, then plop down on the couch and turn on a girly movie to watch with your sister. (translation for my not-so-girly family: Captain America or Harry Potter) I happen to think that most of the whipped cream skipped the french toast and landed in my sister's mouth when I wasn't watching....but don't take my word for it. Dinner with the Backes'!!                     Whipped cream galore!!                                                           Well, I bet you're wondering why we were home alone. My parents were gone with Natalie in the States, so we jumped from house to house for awhile, before finally coming back and staying with ...

          Ah, don't you just love that Christmas song?  Well, I don't.  Every time I hear it blaring out of our speakers, I start singing along....right up until I start sweating from just standing there.  That is probably the cruelest song that has ever been sung in the history of songs!!  I look outside hoping to see snow falling, instead I see the heat radiating of our drive way, and the trees wilting from the scorching sun.  Welcome to Christmas in Africa.           This is always one of the jokes that get's brought up here during the Christmas season.  Let It Snow, Jingle Bells, Frosty the Snow Man, and Winter Wonderland all present some form of mental torture to those living in Africa.      Besides having Christmas without snow, many MK's grow up lacking something else that is considered part of the Christmas tradition.  Family.  Growing up on a separate continent from...