I was born in Kenya with pale skin, jet-black, poker straight hair and green eyes, but strangely enough looked Oriental. I was this genetically interesting concoction that looked neither Swiss nor Indian. My genes decided to continue changing and turned my green eyes brown and my straight hair wavy. I still didnt look like I belonged. The Japanese children in Swiss pre-school spoke to me in Japanese, my babysitter spoke to me in French, my family spoke to me in English, my neighbors spoke to me in Swiss-German and the movies I watched spoke to me in Hindi. I was neither here nor there. Nevertheless, no