Are immigration children condemned to an eternal nomad life?

You still may not know, but I’m a French woman with North African roots. There is no need to advance identity problems I can face as a bi-cultural person. But yet, it easily comes out when talking about unemployment in France.

I’ll make it easy: My parents came here in France in the early 70’s. They had to leave their country.

And here we are, I’m 26, living here in France, struggling to find a proper job. These recent empty months led me to wonder if I had to move, like my parents did years & years ago.

Carte de séjour, Rachid Taha, Ghorba
Rachid Taha, Our Godfather

After getting my master degree, I was sure about my permanent stay in Paris. I met incredible people who quickly became friends, I had favorite spots where I used to work or just have a coffee, I had favorite arrondissements, I even had favorite clubs or restaurants. There, I felt ok and at home. Probably because Paris is full of people from everywhere. They just come and try. Like I did.

Bitter conclusion: I put so much effort in building this semblance of well-balanced life but now, I feel like I have to leave. It is time for me to move out. As an immigration child, I can only say we have a different approach to mobility. It is like being H24 ready to leave. It’s like feeling almost home everywhere we go.

I won’t say we are condemned to a nomad life, because it’s probably in our blood to come and go, smell opportunities, do better than our parents. And guess what? Being fearless quickly became our official motto.

I could not help but wonder what if it was ok to adopt this lifestyle? Probably an unconscious cycle we like to repeat…

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