raising brits

I was born a Southern belle, in Charlotte, North Carolina, and spent virtually the whole of my childhood a Yankee in Great Neck, New York. Today I live in Glasgow, Scotland of all places, an honorary Brit, and a large ocean away from where I once called home. I first moved to the UK for graduate school, because I was an anglophile. I loved the sarcasm, the scones, the double decker buses, the very idea of Britishness; I wanted to wrap myself in it, like a fine Burberry scarf, for as long as I possibly could. Though I clutched a one-way ticket in my hand as I boarded that Virgin Atlantic plane almost fifteen years ago, in my heart of hearts I didn’t know I would end up settling here. And I certainly wasn’t thinking about what it would be like to raise children in a country different from the one in which I was raised myself.

Now I think about it often. Many of my closest friends live in America and many of them have children. To what extent, I wonder, are our varying experiences of motherhood shaped by the fact that my kids say “biscuit” while theirs say “cookie”? These are the four ways in which it is most obvious to me that my children are growing up British…

You can read the rest of the post here,  at Brain, Child Magazine.

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5 responses to “raising brits

  1. Richard Apfel

    It’s place in last graph.

    Interesting insights.

    Love,

    Dad

    Sent from my iPad

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  2. Elizabeth Abraham

    Excellent! I wonder when the kids will start to imitate your accent, if they haven’t already.

  3. I really love this, but I especially love the idea of you as a “Southern belle.”

  4. I grew up in Malaysia, a former British colony so from birth, I’ve been immersed in British culture. Then I lived for 3 1/2 years in Leeds and London. My only real exposure to the differences in British and American culture and language only really came about when I started blogging and met so many Americans! 🙂

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