Being the Immigrant Child: the Burden of a Generation before Us

There’s a certain wistfulness when I look in your eyes. I cannot even begin to imagine the emotions that swirled through your mind as you left the shores of your home and stepped on a land that would never be yours. The promise of a better life, the idea that everything would be okay, the hope that your family would thrive in what you weren’t aware was really a house of cards.

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Renée Kapuku

Renée Kapuku

Straight-talking Londoner with a passion for personal growth. Wellness, education, lifestyle. 💌 contact@reneekapuku.com