Reverse Culture Shock

<p>We moved from Karachi, Pakistan to Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada in July of 1979. For my Dad, a Foreign Service Officer, Vancouver was one of his dream postings and he was absolutely thrilled with the new assignment.</p> <p>Me, not so much.</p> <p>We had been in Karachi for two years, for my freshman and sophomore years of high school. The school was the smallest one I&rsquo;d ever been to, with 250 students from kindergarten through 12th grade. Total. My grade had 20 kids in it. 20!</p> <p>Though high school is the same pretty much anywhere you go, there is a special camaraderie that happens when you&rsquo;re a third culture kid living overseas, especially in smaller outposts. Sure, there were cliques; that is inevitable no matter what and probably will be forever and ever. Amen. On every planet and sector of the universe where there is such a thing as high school, there will be cliques.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/@julianamarquis/reverse-culture-shock-7fba00e90fb7"><strong>Learn More</strong></a></p>
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