TCK Voices: Chana Noeth
Being a TCK has truly ingrained in me the perspective that it is our differences as people that make us so wonderful, that we can learn from everyone, and that there’s always another story to hear from someone else ,,,
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TCK Voices: Rebekah Fruin
I love to think that I am a mix of four cultures. I am so thankful for the Lord bringing each of them into my life at different times and for the things He has taught me through each of them…
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TCK Voices: Lisa Elis
One would think that being a part of several cultures would bring more variety to one’s experience, but sometimes it has the effect of cancelling out everything about all the cultures instead …
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TCK Voices: Hannah Broman
One of the hardest things about being a TCK is that I don’t (and can’t) behave the way people expect me to based on my outward appearance. People tend to expect me to behave like the stereotypical American, and I just can’t, because I am mostly Asian on the inside …
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TCK Voices: Anna Knipe
We as TCKs have so much to offer. Yes, we all have been through so much – goodbyes, culture shock, change…
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TCK Voices: Elena Coyle
A couple of the hardest things are the feeling of being stuck between two worlds and not being able to have a constant group of friends with you in person.
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TCK Voices: Kate Sinclair
The hardest thing about being a TCK for me is the lack of true friendships. When you don’t live in your passport country, you can’t always relate to the people you are working with. And time zones make communication with friends overseas really, really hard.
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TCK Voices: Hannah Hill
There are TCKs who live remotely from other people. They feel discouraged and lonely for friends…
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TCK Voices: Audrey Howe
Right after we arrived in America, lockdowns started. It was a pretty tough time for my whole family – being away from my dad, finally being back where our friends lived but unable to see them.
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TCK Voices: Clarissa Choo
As a child, I struggled to acknowledge my losses, so I ended up suppressing most of my emotions. In my early teens and after my first repatriation, I struggled with identity and belongingness as I couldn’t fit into my birth country…
