I was born in Saigon, Vietnam in 1988.
I was born in Edinburgh which is the capital city of Scotland. My father identified himself as a freethinker and my brother and I were raised to read everything and to question everything. I met my husband who was from Belfast and moved to Northern Ireland on marriage. i couldn’t have moved to a more religious and less liberal part of the UK and although i have tons of friends and love living here, I don't know a single person who thinks as I do. Everyone here just accepts the they were born into and the one thing both sides do agree on is that there is a God. its just either a Catholic one or a Protestant one!
I was born in Uppsala Sweden when my dad was in medical school there. Once he graduated, we settled on a rural island on the Swedish west coast. Not a bad place to grow up; lots of beautiful nature, and a population that is mostly secular and relatively progressive. Religion didn't become a concern of mine until I ended up living in the American bible belt. I don't mind folks believing in odd superstitions, just hate when they try forcing others to go along with it.
Yep. I forgot I ever posted this. It was back from November.
I grew up in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, attending the Episcopal cathedral, which my father grew up attending. Christians have no idea how counterproductive it is for them to yell about their religion all the time. They're only turning people off. It's really gross. I'm very happy that I figured out as child that this story about an omnipotent deity is a bunch of nonsense.
@Sarahroo29 how old where you when you came to the United States?
29
Alaska .My father was an iron worker ,and after I apprenticed in this trade,I moved to Long Island N.Y.
Whitehaven, Cumbria, UK. 1998. I've never lived in that particular town, but I often visit.
@Sarahroo29 My sister-in-law is from Saigon (she escaped in 75' and 4 years ago we spent a month in Viet Nam!! There were 7 of us and we were on our own. We went from Saigon to Hanoi (Ha Long Bay). We arrived Dec. 25th and it was 93 deg. It was wild, crazy, scary and beautiful. When we returned to Lopez we did a power point presentation of our trip and the room was filled over capacity (40+). I will never forget that trip.
Cool.
New Jersey. I escaped.