I live in a town that most people would describe as nice. The neighborhoods, schools, houses, and people all give off a purposeful and distinct impression of being nice. It is the reason we moved our family to this town. Who wouldn’t want to raise their children in such an environment? But as much as…
Bringing up children isn’t something you are taught. You don’t need a diploma to become a parent; after all, many consider raising children as something natural. Which is quite funny, really, considering how one might think of childbirth as something natural and yet parents-to-be take birth preparation classes! It is likely that our own experiences…
When an Italian policeman starts throwing rocks at a US-American mother’s window, her parenting struggles and vulnerability as an immigrant, become all too real but for…
Read the inspiring story of a man who speaks English, French, Japanese, Mandarin, Spanish, as well as five other languages and considers it his personal mission to change our unilingual frame of mind forever!
Read more about a 7-year-old’s experiences leading a globetrotting life
How could a little joke, meant to “congratulate” France for its inclusivity, turn into such a bitter debate about identity?
Midsommer is a chance to come together, renew ties and friendships, dance around the maypole and eat Midsommar Torta.
Although Ramadan is a great month, I definitely enjoyed it more back in my hometown. I live in Canada but I’m originally from Palestine.
Some people thought that we leave our country of origin to seek a better life which isn’t always the case! The circumstances that led my parents to move countries guided my choices as an adult. Read more from multicultural guest author, Anissa Cheikh.
Although we have largely been accepted by our neighbours, I would love to feel less uncomfortably conspicuous as an outsider (one neighbour even confusingly mistook my Irish husband and I for siblings – a gaffe made more embarrassing by the fact that I was pregnant). Read more from guest author Emma O’Dwyer.
I am a wife, mother, lesbian, and a Person of Color. I have always known that I wanted to find love, and be a mother. I knew I was a lesbian at a young age, and came out at 19. But I did not understand that my Lebanese-Iranian heritage made me a Person of Color (POC) until recent years.
Italian sea bass Extra virgin olive oil Fresh, organic egg Breadcrumbs Parsley Sea salt These are the six ingredients in the fish meatballs served in my daughters’ public school lunch program in Rome, Italy. My taste buds were delighted by the rich, home-cooked flavor of a colorful vegetable minestrone, chunks of tender lamb simmered in…
I am an African-American monolingual English speaker. My first husband, who is Japanese American, knew only a little Japanese. I was determined to make sure my biracial son was bilingual. As a mother, with little understanding of the Japanese language or culture, there were a few things I needed to consider.
The bags of most Italian moms are bottomless. I marvel at the superhuman abilities of Italian moms to both look great and have anticipated the appetites, body temperatures, weather changes, and hygiene needs of all their kids—and their friends, on top of that. Do Italian moms do it better than this American mom?
In Part III of our Baby Bellies on Bikes series, Dutch mom, Kari van der Heide reveals the sex of her baby and argues for why gender neutral parenting, the current popular trend in The Netherlands, while relevant, may not be right for her family where kids will be growing up with two moms and diverse skills sets.