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Eight thousand miles from home … but still at home
“Don’t worry,” my mum told me, as I packed my bags for America. “This is going to change your life for the better. I promise.”
As I sat through the 36 hours of travel from my home in Lusaka, Zambia to a boarding school for Christian Scientists in St. Louis, Missouri in the US, all I could do was repeat her words to myself. In spite of her reassurances, I was worried.
I thought of my family and friends back home in Zambia. How would I live without them? How was I going to find home and a sense of belonging in a place that was totally unfamiliar?
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