I was always feeling that i was born in a wrong country. Don't misunderstand me, I DO love my motherland, but I guess my soul simply doesn't belong there. Have you ever had a feeling that you are different from others simply because you have different points of views with them? Have you ever felt lonely on a party with so may people arround just because the way party goes makes you feel uncomfortable? If not, you don't need to read my article :) Bye!
But, if you have ever had this feeling, continue reading as I will describe the way I found the country my soul belongs to...
So, as I wrote above I was always feeling that I don't belong to my country. Therefor I started to think and search what country my soul belongs to. I speak 5 languages: Russian, Kyrgyz, English, Korean, Turkish and started learning Spanish. When I was 13 I went to special girls high school. It was Turkish high school, so I learned a lot about Turkish culture and traditions, food and customs, perceptions and views, etc. Moreover, I visited it and found it very beautiful and diverse. Unfortunatelly, that was not what I was searching for.
I believe in destiny. While in high-school I was applying for various programs that provided opportunities to travel and live in USA. And you know what? I failed so many times. That was not my fate for sure.
Opposite to USA I got opportunity to do my master degree in South Korea. As soon as I arrived I fell in love with culture and the way Korean people think and act: very polite, very friendly, very smart and curious. But after staying for about 6 years and learning Korean language I realized that my soul still doesn't belong here...
At the beginning of this year I met a guy from Puerto Rico, the country I was never curious about. But as I love latin music and dancing, so I found it very interesting. Despite his poor English (Puerto Ricans speak Spanish FYI) we were managed to communicate and I learned a lot about PR (short form of Puerto Rico).
Unfortunatelly, he was about to leave Korea and I thought that was it. But just in a week I met another person from PR and we became really good friends!
I believe in signs and for me it was a sign that I need to reserch more about that country. In addition I met one more person, who I became really close to.
We cooked PR food and dance together. He is much older than I am, so I feel like he is my father rather than just friend.
I believe that dreams come true. One day I will visit PR. I really hope that this time I will find my place I belong to...
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