Camila Tamayo

Having parents from two different countries, and living in a city that happens to be literally on the other side of the world from those countries, is not an easy task. Being a third culture child is hard - it's a feeling of never truly fitting in. It's like being an oval piece in the game Operation. When you pick it up and try to put it in the circle hole, at first you don't notice that it doesn't fit. But when you take a closer look at it, you realize it's not a perfect circle, or a square, it's just a different piece all together - it's an oval, a unique piece that is different from every other.

My mother is from Mexico, and my father is from the US. While I consider myself a citizen of the world, my passport says I'm Mexican. When I was 10, my mom moved my 8-year-old brother and I to Beijing, leaving Mexico City behind. At first I thought, "Great! I'm going to learn Chinese and go back home speaking three languages: English, Spanish and Chinese. What a great advantage!"

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