Much is said about the diaspora, whether forced political displacements or voluntary transnational mobility. We come in varying forms as first- or second-generation, third-culture children or with mixed heritage. So, here you aretoo foreign for hometoo foreign for here. Never enough for both. Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Questions for Ada For the first generation, being foreign for here is…
Over sixteen months ago, I would never have imagined my life now. It all started with discontent. But let me be clear that even then I knew I had everything to be grateful for so much that sometimes I ignored that there was a problem. Because despite everything, there was something else lacking, something essential. I guess…
Munich. I left my home country and it’s day 50 out of tentatively 730. I left in a rush. With only 2 months notice, I left the life that I’ve known since forever—my family, friends, colleagues in my high paying corporate scientist-project manager job thousands of miles away. I’m technically still employed but on leave….
