MK-Hello! (Tamin sa pebi la?!)

So yeah, this is where its real. I'm an MK. What does that mean? I'm a missionary kid, which is a culture in its self. I live in the USA. Now you might be thinking, What the heck!?! Missionaries live in far away countries, eating exotic foods and living on the edge. Well, everything is true except living in a far away country. I live right here, in Indiana, the Hoosier state. I like it, ya know? The way everything is so different. My father, ahem, my family works with Burmese, refugees and immigrants. If you live in Indiana, you might have heard some bad things about them. Most of them just arent true, so dont believe it!!! I have grown up half Burmese and Half American since I was six. I have this amazing family, actually they're my cousins. They treat me like im their sister, although im not even their real cousin. My Uncle and Auntie are so amazing! My Uncle actually gave me my first Burmese name, which remains my nickname to this day: Gwan Thet. If you heard my name, even today, this very afternoon, you would have heard my Muslim friends calling me, "Gwaing, Gwaing, Gwain, help me with my homework." A lot of people say my name is ugly, because it sounds like a metal pot falling on the ground. Oh and you pronounce it with the "ing" at the end, but not too much. its a falling tone. One more thing about my name, Gwan is the sound a frog makes in Burma, like, Gwan Own, Gwan Own.
Well, thats what I have to say now. Check it out! Check it Out!!!
TaTa...