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	<title>Comments on: I did not belong&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: Claudia W-E</title>
		<link>http://www.setzler.net/2007/05/17/i-did-not-belong/#comment-147</link>
		<dc:creator>Claudia W-E</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 14:05:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi, John,
I just popped onto your site to look at photos then found your blog and read this.  I had the same reaction while we were on the trip.  I was embarrassed to be taking up their time and "gawking" at them (as I was afraid they would think I was doing).  I found it impossible to really connect with anyone because the defensive walls were so high.  I understood that-why would they want to trust me??  Yet, at the same time I wanted them to realize that I personally was different.  To be absolved of the "white guilt"?  I guess.    Amanda and I talked about this a while on the ride home.  I'm glad that somebody else felt this way, too.

Take care,
Claudia</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi, John,<br />
I just popped onto your site to look at photos then found your blog and read this.  I had the same reaction while we were on the trip.  I was embarrassed to be taking up their time and &#8220;gawking&#8221; at them (as I was afraid they would think I was doing).  I found it impossible to really connect with anyone because the defensive walls were so high.  I understood that-why would they want to trust me??  Yet, at the same time I wanted them to realize that I personally was different.  To be absolved of the &#8220;white guilt&#8221;?  I guess.    Amanda and I talked about this a while on the ride home.  I&#8217;m glad that somebody else felt this way, too.</p>
<p>Take care,<br />
Claudia</p>
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