While walking on the cobblestones in Saudi Arabia
I noticed many Arab women with dark distinct features
Staring at me, watching my every move
The huge willow trees frantically try to keep their branches from flying away
While teenagers passively go to school each day
The high school set on the United States compound that stands tall day after day
White young women feel inferior, now underestimating their strengths
Not a country that is home to them but provides new opportunities
Willingly the young women follow the parents to the new house in a new country
Hot dusty air greets the family as they get off the plane and start their journey
Passing tall buildings and factories
As the car drives from the airport to the house that will soon be 'home' people fill the windows that share different beliefs
Different from the life that was common and had been for the young girls' entire life
It was an adjustment being a minority
It was an adjustment making all new friends-for the first time having to be accepted.
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