I’d come to the Middle East, 23 years old and engaged, on a six-month mission. I’d learned Arabic and taught English in Palestinian camp to children with dirty faces and wide eyes and ragged clothes, feet bare against the garbage of the ground. I’d taught rich wahlad in clean uniforms […]
Author: Emily Wierrenga
Leaving home
An excerpt from Emily Wierenga’s new book Atlas Girl Mum had said to sit close to the bus driver, so I sat as far away as possible. And now an Ojibway man in a red bandana and stubble cheek was snoring on my shoulder. He smelled like communion wine, the kind […]
An R-Rated Gospel
We sit in a circle of sunlight on the rug, with my son Kasher on my lap and my other son Aiden beside me. We open the children’s Bible, we choose a story. They always like the exciting ones. The stories about Noah and the ark, about David and Goliath, […]
5 tips to get over reverse culture shock
I slam my fists on the steering wheel, because I’ve forgotten my library card — it’s in the other wallet and the kids are strapped into their car seats on our way to the library. It’s funny how you can be both the best version of yourself and the worst […]
