My Family Culture

The three items I would choose to take with me to another destination are my family’s photos, my Dakes study bible, and iPhone.  I would explain that my family photos hold important memories and visuals that I did not want to forget.  Keeping them with me would allow me to adjust my new surroundings.  I would explain to the officials of the host country that in my culture faith is important.  Reading my bible daily connects me with Jesus who I expect to guide me emotionally, mentally and physically through the catastrophe.  I choose my iPhone because it has all my information contact numbers as well as photos that I hold dear.

I would be devastated if I had to give any of the three items; it would be extremely difficult to relinquish any item.  But, the one item I cannot live without is my bible.  My relationship with Christ has open many doors and changed some circumstances in my life so departing with it is unthinkable. 

The more I think about my childhood culture I realize that we were thick in culture with Saturday  card playing, and multiple visitors that filled our house every Saturday.  Some of these people would even spend the night because the card game ended very early on Sunday morning.  I think it is important to accept and learn the difference in others; being open to understand what someone with a thick accent is saying.  As one colleague mentioned in this week’s post learning to pronounce a name is a start to showing support of the difference in people new to this country.