I despised not understanding why kids thought speaking French in school was weird.
I wanted to just be Mexican and do Mexican things, but at the same time I loved my French school and my French teachers.
I loved how my friends and I could publically be shady divas in French and not have anyone understand us.
Before leaving, I spent months figuring out the identity I wanted to pack with me.
I thought there was only space for one Sathya in my suitcase, but I quickly realized more Sathya’s were to come.

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