Friday, August 28, 2015

The Long Road Home

When I was a child, my Dad was learning to become a Minister.  I lived on the top floor, but I spent my time in the basement.  There was an Indian family from the high mountains -- Dondekers.  And there was a man from the Naga mountains.  He was named Tuisem Shishak. He joked and told me he ate humans. Then he said it was a joke.

For me this was wonderful learning; I learned that other people can be different, and yet human. The mother of this croud showed me how to wear a sari.  She was very sweet and kind.                                                                                                                                                                                                    When I went upstairs, I asked my parents why they lived in the basement.  And we lived on the third floor. All the children went to a Christion school, except my friends. No one else had commented except me!

Tuisem was part of my growing up -- he said he was going back to NagaLand to. And he did!             Years ago, Rev. Dr. Tuisem Shishak together with his wife, began their journey of faith in building what was to be the first Christian College.  They were parents, as well!

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