where does it come from?this fascination for other lands. this itch to travel. this love for other cultures. this taste for foreign foods. this passion for communicating with people of other languages.
i seriously have no idea. i can't pinpoint when/why my heart started tugging in this direction.
~today i started my once-a-week tutoring of a group of people from myanmar [aka burma]. the class was three men and they are absolutely delightful. i can't wait to meet their wives and kids next week! as i left the classroom, i had a million questions still unanswered: why did they leave? what do they like to do for fun? what is their home country like? do they want to go back someday? what are their goals for their children? how are they surviving? how else can i help them?
when i found this photo of the golden triangle [from top left: burma, laos, thailand]
from my trip to last christmas, it made me wonder if maybe part of my excitement about these new friends is my exposure to myanmar from across the border. but then i decided it's just imbedded inside me somehow.
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