I Am a Third Culture Kid

well... no it isnt.  but it might as well be sometimes. 
i am a third culture kid. 
by nationality, i am a citizen of the united states of america.  by looks, i am distinctly asian (korean, to be exact). ...

Christmas 2007 - Bahrain
Bahrain, a land of plenty and sadly I sit here sit felling like I have nothing. Reflecting over my last few weeks experiences in the US, Mumbai, Bangalore and Bahrain I realize that I have a problem.
Last...

I was born in the USA. When I was two, I lived in Puerto Rico for a year. At age three, I moved back to America, and stayed until I was seven. At seven, I went to Mexico. I returned to the USA at age nine. I then moved to Pennsylvania...

Hey everyone, I'm a fellow TCK. I've spent my life abroad and have recently returned to my passport country. It's weird being "home." I've made loads of dear friends, am about to graduate college (that's why I moved back to the passport...

Hey, 

my name is michael, and im a TCK (sounds kinda like "im an alcoholic) xD well, this is my short story and i need help.
I was born in Germnay, my fathe ris german and my mother is Columbian. After i was...

I'm going to make this relatively short, but I'd like input please.
I'm not actually a TCK.  After research and an ongoing email conversation with Ruth van Reken, I found out I'm a CCK, or "cross-culture kid"...

Hey,
so i recently moved to the states to start my freshman year of high school. I carry an american passport, my parents are from here and i have full citezenship and lets just say i don't LOOK like a foreigner but i couldn't be more...

Are you a TCK who has moved back to your passport country at some point during your life? If your answer is yes, please do my questionnaire!

http://survey.nottingham.edu.my/index.php?sid=17391〈=en

I'm conducting this survey as part...

I was born in an English-speaking country.  My parents spoke English to me.  I took longer than most kids to learn how to speak.
When I was four, my parents decided to move back to their home in Asia.  My new country had...

No wonder I have felt like an uprooted tree most of my life. The time I was uprooted was when my roots did not even fully grow into a mature root foundation. I was merely 12 years when I was yanked out of the life I knew in Mongolia...