Filipinos Finding Each Other In Washington, DC

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I published a personal essay about my childhood in the Philippines in Story|Houston a few years ago. But recently after moving to Washington, DC, I found myself frequently walking past the well-positioned Embassy of the Philippines. It got me thinking about the Filipino-Americans living around me. Although I grew up in the Philippines, I later lived the expat life with my husband (and eventually, kids) in Germany, Dubai and London. Did Filipino-Americans in Washington, DC feel lonely like I sometimes felt as an expat? Did they long to be with others who ‘get it’? Maybe they’d been away from the Philippines so long, immersed in American culture, that they felt detached from their homeland and longed to refresh their understanding of Filipino customs and culture. If so, how did they find each other to reconnect and enjoy mutual refreshment?

The point is, it takes a long time to carve out a place in another country enough to call it home. When you are with others to learn from, to commiserate with, to exchange stories and experiences with, it’s going to be a little bit easier. Gathering with others who share the same ethnic background could set things right.

This article I wrote for Taste.Company shows where this line of thinking took me. Special thanks to Editor Jenny Dorsey and Executive Director Jason Tengco of National Federation of Filipino American Associations (NaFFAA). Read in full here.

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Through the Sand: A Driving Lesson From Dubai

Image 7-10-17 at 3.54 PMRead in full at The Manifest-Station. “I posed a million-dirham ($272,260.72 into today’s US dollar) question: “Do the children of Dubai play in sandboxes?” Our family, newly transplanted from the Washington, DC area where sandboxes had provided our children with hours of fun in earlier years, mulled over this question the summer we moved temporarily to the desert metropolis of Dubai. Even with all of Dubai’s development, if one catapulted high enough above the impressive skyline, Dubai seemed not too unlike one massive sandbox with ribbons of various roads lying thickly near the coast and rapidly thinning out in numbers the further away from the sandbox’s edge of the Arabian Sea, until only interminable sand remained.

The subject of driving, however, quickly claimed our attention as it rapidly morphed to the level of top priority. This critical arena of living required quick-study because learning this new turf involved navigating Dubai’s roads, roads which often betrayed the foundation they were laid upon: sand.

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Through the Sand — Creative Non-Fiction by Kathryn Streeter: A Driving Lesson From Dubai

Buckle up! My creative non-fiction essay was just released by the online magazine Semaphore:

https://yoursemaphorecontent.wordpress.com/2015/03/25/creative-non-fiction-by-kathryn-streeter/

Originally published by The Briar Cliff Review, Volume 26.

Creative Non-Fiction by Kathryn Streeter

semaphoremagazine:

Through the Sand: A driving lesson from Dubai, by Kathryn Streeter. With our interest in Dubai roused by our recent publication of Rony Nair, we were delighted to received this submission; an American’s perspective on living in Dubai. Enjoy!

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Through the Sand
A Driving Lesson from Dubai*

Creative Non-Fiction by Kathryn Streeter

No Drinking Fountains: Notes from a Thirsty Expat Mom in Dubai released by elephant journal today!

A few years ago, my family had the bizarre privilege of living in Dubai for a short time. Everywhere I looked, Dubai demonstrated a love for excess and opulence.

But one can’t drink grandeur.

Thanks, all, for reading, commenting and sharing!

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2014/10/no-drinking-fountains-notes-from-a-thirsty-expat-mom-in-dubai/