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I live in Pakistan. That's right, sound it out: Pa-ki-stan. You might have heard of it on the news – the place where the whos-its are throwing bombs on the watcha-ma-call-'ems. And no, it's not Iraq or Afghanistan, but we're getting there.... (more »)

What is Christmas like in ­India? Many think India is an all-Hindu country, but it’s not. The country has 32,000 Christians – about two percent of its population. I remember Christmases when I lived there. We spent Christmas Eve preparing... (more »)

Moving to a different city or state may seem pretty difficult. You have to change schools, say good-bye to good friends, meet new kids, and get used to your new home. But you can always go back to that state or city to visit. Now, when you change... (more »)

Anything But Ordinary I am far from normal. I am shattered to pieces, nothing like what I was when I was at my prime. I feel like I have been stitched together by a distracted tailor. I am broken; I am falling apart. And I am scared, beyond... (more »)

The docks were bursting with life, awash in serenity, and everything I’d been waiting for. The shining lake water gently lapping against the metal supports made a cheerful thwap thwap sound, and the seagulls soaring overhead filled my ears with... (more »)

The people all around us dictate our places based on the colors of our faces. When you look at me, you look at the henna on my hand. At my long, thick, black hair, dark skin, and brown eyes. You see the figure-eight nod and hear the up and... (more »)

This could be good. So what if it’s small? I could really like it here. I tried staying positive about moving to Lebanon. After all, I am going to stay here for a few years so I might as well make the best out of it. We were going to land any... (more »)

Growing up in Brazil, a third-world country, has taught me to appreciate certain things about America that most people take for granted. Sights as basic as organized traffic impress me, in addition to cars that stay in their own lanes,... (more »)

I can remember the day like it was just yesterday. It was one of those plain, boring days in Afghanistan. At that time, I didn’t know we were hanging on to our lives just by living there as foreigners but as I look back upon our family I now... (more »)

<i>Ah, America, the land of freedom and opportunity; I already miss you. </i> A cacophony of swerving, honking cabs and mobs of Chinese speaking in the loud, harsh tones of different dialects immersed us as we walked... (more »)