I arrived here a few decades ago.  Unfortunately I found myself in a small body that didn't function the way I expected.  Two people took me to their house with the plan that I would live with them.  I understand that this is how the birth and parent situation works here, but I was not prepared for what that would really mean.

As much as the people had good intentions, the grief of being in a new culture was more than I had any idea it would be.  I learned the language here - that's never a problem.  But the people here refused to have a normal conversation with me.  First they spoke to me in a bizarre, nonsensical tone of voice.  Then as time went on and they spoke with a normal tone, they still refused to hold actual conversations. 

And I understand the importance for maintaining the usual process here with attending the educational system.  This is needed for me to learn what to do here.  But the others of my bodily age weren't interesting.  I have no need to discuss who plays what on what playground team or try out the game where some pretend to be mommies and some babies.  So of course I would gravitate toward conversations with the teachers and parents.  But they'd have none of it!  They assumed that what I was going to say was irrelevant before I even had the chance to say anything.  Or if I misused a word here, instead of looking for the word I intended, they would laugh and have me say it again in front of other adults.  How rude they are here!  It's as if they aren't even in the same conversations that I am.

But I understand that I'm not here to have enjoyable conversations.  Or do anything else that I could learn from watching the Earth people.  But the truth is that I don't know why I am here.  I think I've made every mistake here.