Probably the thing that I move love about the US, is the ability to not conform. Not even necessarily for me not to conform, but for people who don’t automatically fit in to find a group and be happy, healthy, productive. I don’t think this is always true for other places in the world.
I had a friend from Japan who simply never had a chance. She looked different, she was taller– her year in the US really opened up her eyes to the possibility of feeling a part of something. She is now in Germany married to someone she met in Serbia.
I have already talked some about the pokemons and other urban tribes of Chile— but they are not the only groups in Chile that people can find homes in. I am glad my friend, and ex-roommate, Caro has finally found a group of biker chicks. She is happy. She is respected for who she is.
While I also share some concerns about the urban tribes and kids getting lost in them. I think for some Chilean youth, they really find themselves. My cousin has found the motivation to go to college and do well. She is running a business and DJing. She is gaining in much needed self confidence and I love it. She is part of the group— but not taken over or ruled by them.
And me? What was I? What groups helped me survive high school? Well… I was a drama geek. A costumer. A tap dancer. A techie. And I loved it.