I’ve noticed whenever I mention to people that I never learned to ride a bike I get a look that’s a mixture of pity a sympathy. The only other time people look at me like that is when I tell them I was a Katrina refugee. It’s not that I didn’t have opportunities to learn, I just chose not to. Why? The [...]


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“Hi! My name is Matt and I’m a refugee. Would you like to be my friend?” There aren’t a lot of fun, light-hearted ways to tell explian what brought me to Indiana from New Orleans. The best I’ve come with is: ”Well, I was hanging out on top of my house one day and thought it was time for a change.” I [...]


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