Growing up in a military home with parents who were constantly travelling, I can’t help but often compare my own childhood with those I found myself going to school with. For most of my life, my classmates were those outside of race and even outside my own culture. Since my parents spent little time on base, and so much time traveling due to their positions as Analysts within the United States Air force, they wanted to be able to give me a cosmopolitan experience and see the world. Perhaps that’s how I ended up looking into singapore colleges rather than returning to the United States to further my education – the few times that i had been back ‘home’, despite having only been born in the states and never actually lived in the states, I didn’t feel quite at home as I thought I should have been. Even my parents didn’t seem to enjoy themselves whenever they were actually in the states but instead were always eager to be back on the road, in the air or base.
It’s not that I dislike the United States – how could I when the Federal government has helped fund the life that I live? It has uniquely allowed me to live this life that my parents provided, through the work of the military, that I’m allowed to even consider such an exotic location like Singapore for my higher education. In all my time with my parents it is Singapore and other Asian-centric metropolitan that I fell in love with. Their richness of culture entwined with their love of theology and philosophy has drove me to embrace them as something as close to being a home that I will never have. As soon as my studies are over, I have no doubt that I will follow in my parents footsteps and enter the military to continue my global travelling.