My Mother’s Dreams Slipped Through My Sweaty Fingers

Inwhat would have been my first year of elementary school, I migrated from Japan to Australia (with a very limited vocabulary). My sister and I had entered in the middle of the school year, which made enrollments from public schools close to home nearly impossible. But we were accepted into a private elementary school 30 minutes away. To ease assimilation, we were thrown into an English as a Second Language (ESL) program, accompanied by only one other student out of the entire school, and then subsequently baptized under the Catholic faith. Australia’s dominant ancestry is largely made up of English and Irish, which meant a lot of the private schools had Catholic or Christian affiliations. <a href="https://zora.medium.com/my-mothers-dreams-slipped-through-my-sweaty-fingers-54940252c9c7">Read More</a>