Arina
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| Introduction | In 1991, my family and I packed our stuff, said goodbye to my fish Lenin and Stalin, and came to the US of A as refugees, seeking the American Dream and freedom of religion. I always suspected that in addition to hoping that my brother and I would one day marry, have great jobs, nice homes and perfect children, my mother dreamed that at least one of her Jewish children would, for a period of time, become a Catholic Missionary, preferably in Africa. Oh, that's not right?! Ah, well-here I am working for an amazing organization Catholic Medical Mission Board in the beautiful country of Zambia. |
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