Moments of being a Stranger- Part One

A short memoir by Soran Mustafa Kurdi

Standing in front of Capitol Hill, I looked around to ask someone to take me a photo. There, passed by a gorgeous blonde girl. I asked if she could take me a photo. She accepted with pleasure!

After taking my photo, she asked me to take her one with her own digital camera as well.

“Where are you from?” she began while taking back her camera from me by the hand.

“Kurdistan!” I answered.

With a blank face, she remained silent.

“Actually, I am from Iraqi Kurdistan, the northern part of Iraq. Kurdistan is one of ….”

I started talking about Kurdistan, its location and its people.