TCKDating

Third Culture Kid Dating; adults who have spent their developmental years outside their parent's culture

Purple People (I’m suddenly the mum of a TCK)

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Mrs BigTopp has written a funny and relatable post about when she came to the realisation that she was the mum of Third Culture Kids! I can imagine my mom must have gone through the exact same thing when she was raising us (my siblings and I) in Tokyo, Dusseldorf, Joburg, Vienna and Hamburg! Through this post, you can see the real innocence of children, and how they have the ability to adapt so smoothly. I hope you like this post as much as I did!

Under the Big Topp

I apologise. I can’t describe the setting very accurately for you.
It was in the morning, like still morning-morning, when I still shuffle to the fridge for the UHT milk, return to the table and plonk myself down, head-resting-in-hand. All I remember is a fuzzy scene of breakfast and children.
Chatter. Chatter. Mum? Chatter. Spilled milk. Chatter. Argument. Chatter. Mum? , mmmm…. I need more coffee.

Somehow, for some reason, the conversation went in a direction where I needed to state for the record – that the most commonly used cutlery in Australia is actually the knife and fork. My fun-fact was met with 3 little voices muttering in disbelief and Roo’s not-really-sure-what’s-going-on-but-happy-to-be-included chuckle. (here it is commonly a spoon, for all meals.)

What if you are eating pasta?! – hmmm. Fork. I say.
Cue peals of laughter
What if you are eating rice!? – hmmhuh, still a fork.
No Way!

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