I have not died. Nor have I returned to the United States. Full-time employment as an editor has left little time for blog writing. But a couple of events have prompted me to dig out my old password and pay a visit to currentsbetweenshores:
When I first started this blog four years ago, I had an extraordinary feeling of hope. An American kid of an immigrant, a kid like me, who went to good schools, had every opportunity in the world, yet grappled with identity, became someone I never imagined people like us ever could.
Barack Obama was more than just a black president to me, he symbolized who I believed America and the world would become; greatness that comes when races, cultures and mentalities mix.
I couldn't hear often enough that he was a son of a Kenyan and a mother of a white woman from Kansas. I was raising kids that looked like Barack Obama and, finally, the world was handing them a role model.
Admittedly, Barack Obama has not been a perfect president but he has been a revolutionary one (healthcare reform, education) who has stood up, with grace, to an unprecedentedly racist, absurdly critical and vicious Republican congress.
Barack is riding on a different platform than four years ago but he is still the first president who is, to me, the most familiar, trustworthy, capable and worth his word.
2. A Buschgirl Fan
I recently received an email from a black woman with Ghanian parents who was raised, in of all places, Bonn. Bonn used to be the capital of West Germany and hardly the happening, almost-metropolitan city of Berlin, where she now lives.
This young woman thanked me for writing Buschgirl because it rang true to her. The experiences I had as an American were no different than the ones she had, despite having been born and raised in Germany.
Her email reminded me why I started all of this, why I felt it important to include these experiences in a book and, at one time, frequently blogged about it.
3. An ad
This ad on the Swiss railway ("Against Homesickness") was sent to me by a German man who asked, "Don't you think this ad is weird?"
My answer? Of course, it is. Why does a woman who looks like this have to call home someplace OUTSIDE of northern, German-speaking Europe? (please refer to number 2).
What does that mean?
Buschgirl is back.