![]() ![]() I finally felt some semblance of belonging - hey, at least now I could understand and be understood. Learning French, nearly three years after I had lived in France, would go on to change my entire experience here. French culture is nothing like American culture, and it can be really difficult at times.Ī huge theme of the course was the power of language. As humans, we crave to belong and we crave to connect. It was obviously the hardest in the beginning, but even now, six and a half years later, there are still days when I just feel.different. Although I immigrated from one western country (the United States) to another (France), there’s no denying the culture shock, separateness, loneliness, and homesickness I experienced. As an immigrant myself, albeit a white immigrant in a majority white country, I couldn’t help but relate to several of the books that we covered. We focused on the Chinese, Indian, and Cuban diaspora in America. ![]() One of my classes was called “Minorities’ Literature.” The course focused on books written by immigrants living in America and highlighted the diaspora they each experienced. My final semester of my Master’s degree was one of my favorite parts of my program. ![]()
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