What Am I Doing Here?

Where am I, again?

Oh, yeah. Lockdown. I’m home.

If covid hadn’t paused the world, I’d be bouncing through the States right now, waking up on a different air mattress every other week and opening my eyes to ask, “Where am I?”

But I’m home: eSwatini.

Well, I guess I’m home. I’m an American-Swati and “home” depends on who you ask. My America parents call the States “home” and my sisters and I insist that this is “home.” My friends call me an African girl and then ask when I am going “home” and what will I bring them.

So I’m a little bit of a mashup, and that’s cool, that’s fine when it’s not giving me problems. I’m a TCK and proud to be one.

(A TCK, or Third Culture Kid, is typically a kid born to parents of one culture and raised in a different culture. The kid forms their own, third culture; hence the name.)

That’s what this blog is all about! It’s about embracing the variety of my culture and experiencing the joy and pain that comes with growing up a TCK.

I hope my fellow TCKs can relate and find solace in my words.

Published by Ellianna Elizabeth

I am an American-Swati TCK and I love writing, culture, and music.

9 thoughts on “What Am I Doing Here?

  1. Covid paused so many things!

    You are home and I am home….and we are nowhere close enough to be “together”. Go away Covid!!!

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  2. I am only from one culture, but always found it hard to define ‘home’. I suppose it’s wherever I was living at any given time. But inside, I always feel like a Londoner.
    May thanks for following my blog.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  3. As long as you have become ‘comfortable’ with who ‘you’ are you are actually
    fortunate. Look at the opportunities that have been presented to you by the
    experiences you had. This would not have happened otherwise.
    Good fortune is with you Ellianna

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  4. I’m American, but I was born in Spain on an Air Force base. I have often pondered the meaning of home…NC, Oregon, Texas…I lived in these three places the most. My parents’ houses are always home – Dad in KY and Mom in NC. Then there’s the house where I have lived for 16 years and am raising my daughter. That’s a home. I guess it’s a good thing to feel at home in so many places, but it also means I dearly miss the ones where I am not.

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