It’s another Friday, so I am linking up with the writer community at Kate Motaung‘s place.
This post is part 10 of the series “31 Days in the Life of a TCK”.
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When we arrived in Uganda we were the only white family in the village.
But this did not matter because we quickly grew into a new unique family with the people around us.
There were many neighbors around who came by to check out the Mzungus or to play ball.
We always had tea and cake ready cause no day went by without spontaneous visitors.
The village became a caring community.
But also the people on the same compound were our family.
One lady taught me how to play guitar since the only key instrument in the entire village was a very out of tune church organ.
Another lady explained Latin syntax to me since I had been convinced that I had to learn Latin in homeschool. Yes, it was a pain but I have a – let’s say unique – relationship to this subject.
These people, no matter the skin color, were our family.
They took on roles of far away relatives and told us bedtime stories, they challenged us, they sometimes annoyed us.
But they took care of us and made us a home away from home.
Whenever I moved I found this to be true.
As soon as you step outside your comfort zone you’re out there.
Away from home. And it is hard.
But if you keep your eyes open you’ll find a new home.
A community of fellow adventurers in South Africa.
A group of students in Germany.
A bunch of internationals living the American Dream.
You will find people who care for you if you allow yourself to open up and let them care for you. Away from comfort and familiarity you will find a surprising comfort in people you never suspected.
Do you have people who take care of you where you are at the moment?
And where can you be a person taking care of someone else?
thisiskatha.com 
Yes, there's been a lot of research and talking in the last 10/15 years…Well, but now you know for the next TCKs you meet…:)
Thanks for coming by!
I'm enjoying your thoughts/experiences! I wish I could have read this like 15 years ago when I was friends with a lot of TCK (missionary kid variety :)) in Bible School…
Thanks so much for visiting! Always nice to meet people via FMF. Let's take the caring challenge together!
Thanks for coming by! Will check out your blog!
O yes, this is a very interesting time! I hope you'll feel at home quickly and get adopted into this caring community, even though you're a Mzungu…:)
So glad you're experiencing good care. That's so valuable! Thanks for visiting the FMF community!
So true and yet so challenging…thanks for .coming by today!
I wanted to read your post because each week i see your happy smiling face on the link-up. Yes, yes, a caring community is so very important. And thank-you for the question about where we can be the caring one.
here via 5MF – I agree, as long as you open your heart and are willing to accept the differences between people, there is always a community waiting for you with arms open. Blessings to you,
Melissa
http://www.measi/net/measiblog/
I just moved into a all-tanzanian neighborhood and it's totally been interesting to watch the people, my new neighbors, come to the understanding that I'm there, living like them. It's a beautiful thing.
Good Morning Katha – so very true – we can find comfort & familiarity in people we least suspected if we but open our hearts to care. I am so grateful to have stopped here from FMF this morning. A good word!
HI Katha, I'm visiting from FmF this morning. I live in a wonderful caring community. The best one actually. After all that happened in my life. I'm never been in Uganda. You are a brave woman.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Patricia
http://mojitoandme.com