​AUDREY CHIN 

Roots are a gift, but homelessness gives us different opportunities

Believing in magic, we’d hide these found treasures between the pages of our text books, sprinkling bread crumbs over them to feed them. If we loved them enough, we used to believe, the feathers would sprout fluff at the bottoms of their shafts and eventually (very very eventually) grow into the birds themselves. I suspect the fluff that appeared was probably mould. And of course, the feathers always fell out of the books and disappeared before they had time to turn into swan

Here’s one from Zoong writing from a green fog – Some family facts we’d rather you didn’t know 😉 More missives from Katie’s and Zoong’s haphazard beginnings It’s great that Youngest discovered this stash of irreverent dribble. It brings me back to those other days, when Heart Guy, Oldest, Middle Son and I were much much younger. And oh so irreverent! Have you forgotten your family’s younger self? What are you doing to recover it? Do let me know … #Kids #Thirdculturekids #Gr