By Beth Anne Wray
I’m not from one
But from two or three
Don’t make me be just from one country
Don’t make me eat
Only one cuisine
I want to taste and to cook freely
Don’t make me speak
Just the one language
Please let me learn, let me turn a phrase
Don’t make me feel
Like I can’t be real
If I don’t fit well in your narrative
Don’t make me live
In just one country.
Just let me fly, let me be. Just be.
Beth Anne Wray was born in India to missionary parents and went to boarding school in the foothills of the Himalayas. She found herself in Israel when her parents were transferred to Bethlehem, and attended an international high school in Jerusalem. Years later, she married her childhood sweetheart from kindergarten in India.
Travel photos from trips with her husband are posted publicly on Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/gabawray/