Growing up in a large family—a family full of Irish Canadian storytellers—the biggest impediment to effective communication was getting the floor. With so much competition, air-time was precious; but we all seemed to have our fair share, and real communication that fostered and deepened relationship was the norm. There have been times in my life, however, when communication did not come as easily and required some differing adjustments and approaches.
Since I wanted to see big city life and leave my sheltered country home for the exciting United States, I went to Spring Arbor College in Michigan. If you are at all familiar with the “hamlet” of Spring Arbor, it is not exactly big city life. And the nearest city is Lansing, which is also not a bustling metropolis, if you don’t count wildlife activity; but this did classify as being in a foreign country.
Living five hundred…
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