Another Country | The New Yorker
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Inside my family’s home, I could lay full claim to being an Ethiopian; on the streets of Addis Ababa, however, I had to contend with the obvious facts.
June 3, 2019
Geneva, 1959
I couldn’t seem to get hold of the language that everyone else was using so casually.
June 3, 2019
Hard Seat
Ah, the hubris of the young English speaker whose knowledge of Chinese consisted, in my case, of being able to count to ten.
June 3, 2019
Stonehenge
In their attractive, polished faces, I saw that Stonehenge was as familiar to them as having a gun held to my face was to me.
June 3, 2019
Hereafter, Faraway
My eternal scene takes place in a faraway country, the one in which I was born and of which I have no memory.
June 3, 2019