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Acculturation as Adaptation: Dr. Su Yeong Kim on Cultural Navigation Among Immigrant Families
Understanding Acculturation Beyond Assimilation Acculturation is commonly defined as the ways individuals or organizations adapt their social, cultural norms, values, and beliefs to those of another. While this definition is commonly used in textbooks and research, it tends to oversimplify a more nuanced experience. Acculturation is the process by which individuals and communities negotiate the norms, beliefs, and values of a different culture alongside their own. It is a process which can lead to biculturalism of cultures rather than assimilation, which is about full absorption of a different culture. Adapting to biculturalism is a dynamic and fairly complex process. It is not a one-and-done process but rather an ongoing process of moving between multiple cultures, languages, and values.
By Su Yeong Kimabout a year ago in Families
The Truth About Making Friends as a Tired Mum
I think I’ve finally reached a point in my life where I’m happy with the number of friends I’ve made. When my husband and I moved to Perth a few years ago, I was desperate to make new friends as soon as possible. I attended meet-ups, attempted to make friends with work colleagues, and tried to force friendships with people I already knew living over here, but the only thing we really had in common was that we both lived in Perth.
By Sandy Gillmanabout a year ago in Families
The Fight After the Final Order
On July 14, 2025, the Family Court of Dorchester County, South Carolina, issued its Final Order in the case of Sewell v. Sewell. The ruling awarded sole custody of the couple's daughter to the mother, imposed a $60,000 attorney’s fee against the father, and ordered him to refinance or sell his pre-marital home to satisfy the judgment. For most litigants, this would be the end of a painful process. But for William Sewell, a pro se father with no attorney, no money, and a disability that was never accommodated, the Final Order was just the beginning of a new chapter—a last-ditch legal scramble to protect what little remains of his rights, his home, and his child.
By Michael Phillipsabout a year ago in Families
The Real Reasons Why I'll Never Have Children
People say that having children is the miracle of life and a blessing. That may be true for most people, but as for me, I feel the complete opposite. I'm nearing 40, unmarried, and childless. The latter is completely my choice, and I'll explain the reasons why I don't see myself as a father anytime soon. I rarely discuss my love life, but I feel it's necessary for me to be open to everyone about what I hope to accomplish in the next several years. Unfortunately, fatherhood isn't one of them. These are my personal opinions about children, so I'm not persuading anyone to have or not have children. I leave that decision to you and everyone.
By Mark Wesley Pritchard about a year ago in Families
Humanitarian Crisis Deepens in Gaza as Ceasefires Allow Limited Aid Access
In a land where buildings collapse faster than hope, one figure stands firm — a first responder from the Palestinian Red Crescent. He isn’t holding a weapon. He’s holding courage, standing among the ruins of Gaza, where homes have turned to dust and lives are buried beneath broken concrete.
By Surakshya Sapkotaabout a year ago in Families
The Silent Father. AI-Generated.
I was eleven when I asked my father, “Baba, why don’t you talk much?” He looked at me for a moment, then smiled — the kind of smile that carries years. It wasn’t sadness. It was something deeper. Something like sabr. My father never raised his voice. Never shouted. He worked silently in the garden every morning, prayed all five salah at the masjid, and fixed things around the house without being asked. He taught me Qur'an with gentle patience and never once got angry when I stumbled over verses. But he never spoke of his past. All I knew was that he had once been a soldier. Before I was born. Before we moved to this quiet corner of the world. “Did you fight in a war?” I asked again one day. He didn’t answer — just patted my head, stood up, and went to his small room where he often sat alone. On the shelf inside was a single black box, always locked. I grew curious over the years. That silence — it wasn't empty. It felt… heavy.
By Kaleem Ullahabout a year ago in Families
Things I Wish I Told My Mom Before I Moved Out
The morning I moved out, my mom made pancakes. She never said, “I’ll miss you.” She just slid the plate toward me with a quiet, practiced grace and asked if I wanted syrup. I nodded, heart thumping, trying not to cry. My car was already packed. The keys were in my pocket. The rest of my life waited in a two-bedroom apartment across town.
By Muhammad Sabeelabout a year ago in Families
