William is not yet fully comfortable using his balance bike... so he carries it!
Saturday, December 31, 2011
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Thursday, December 08, 2011
I'm a third culture kid!
and it looks like my kids are also!!!
A definition I liked of a Third Culture Kid (TCK) is "a child who spends a significant time of his/her developmental years outside of the parents culture. The TCK builds relationships to all of the cultures while not having full ownership of any."
If you think you might be too or that your kids are, then please listen to this interview with Ruth Van Reken.
It's great actually to have a name to this "I come from nowhere and everywhere" identity of mine. I always felt that living all over the place made me feel kind of "rootless" because I was always different even if what I knew and what I had seen, learned and experienced was practically always presented in a positive light, for me there has always been a sense of not belonging and loss that I have found hard to manage. When I am here, I feel from there, and when I am there I also feel foreign.
It was kind of comforting for me to hear this person say that because everyone is always talking about the positives, you feel almost ungrateful when you express the losses or the fact that your identity is full of holes bigger than any cheese. She also talks about the unresolved grief which was a total slap in the face it felt so true to me.
When people ask me where I am from, to this day I try to explain in the truest possible manner the entirety of my origins because I cannot say that I am "only" Swiss/ Slave/ South African-English/ a world-citizen/ a little bit of all 9 countries I have liven in. When asked what my mother tongue is, I can only truthfully say my mother's language is English or that I spoke 3 languages at the age of 3; my mother's, my father's and Italian since at that moment, we were living in Italy. It's as if I need to explain my lack of belonging or my links to all the different places that are part of me. Maybe kind of crazy?
... to be continued
In the meantime, here are some related links:
tck world
tckid
International family transitions
N.B. I started writing this post three days ago then got interrupted by my third culture kids and their international musical requests on youtube!
Sunday, December 04, 2011
Recent Emma-isms
While brushing her teeth with a new minty toothpaste
Emma: Mummy! it's too spicy!!
E: Mummy, I want to go back to the car now.
Me: Yes, Emma, we are walking back to the car now.
E: But Mummy, we must hurry up before it gets dark.
E: No, Mummy, Willy wants to hold my hand, not yours!
E: Where are you going now Mummy?
Me: Downstairs
E: what are you going to do there?
Me: Have dinner with daddy. Good night now sweetie. I'll see you in the morning.
E: When will it be morning?
Me: at 7 o'clock. Nightie night.
E: but Mummy! I will wake up when you have dinner.
E: When are we going to have breakfast Mummy?
Me: Tomorrow morning. Now it's tea time.
E: Mummy? What's for lunch?
E: Mummy, shall I tell you something?
Me: Yes, Emma
E: Concombre! (cucumber in French)
William: aap, aap!
Emma: Mummy, William is saying apple!
Emma: Mummy! it's too spicy!!
***
On our Sunday afternoon walk:E: Mummy, I want to go back to the car now.
Me: Yes, Emma, we are walking back to the car now.
E: But Mummy, we must hurry up before it gets dark.
***
Also during the walk:E: No, Mummy, Willy wants to hold my hand, not yours!
***
While putting her to bed:E: Where are you going now Mummy?
Me: Downstairs
E: what are you going to do there?
Me: Have dinner with daddy. Good night now sweetie. I'll see you in the morning.
E: When will it be morning?
Me: at 7 o'clock. Nightie night.
E: but Mummy! I will wake up when you have dinner.
***
After waking from her nap Sunday afternoon napE: When are we going to have breakfast Mummy?
Me: Tomorrow morning. Now it's tea time.
E: Mummy? What's for lunch?
***
While walking: E: Mummy, shall I tell you something?
Me: Yes, Emma
E: Concombre! (cucumber in French)
***
In the car: William: aap, aap!
Emma: Mummy, William is saying apple!
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