Egyptian student longs for home
It’s been two years since I first arrived at MSU, and a lot has changed about my approach on life and myself. I remember sitting at the airport in Rome, where my first layover on my trip to the U.S. was, and thinking, “What am I doing to myself? Why am I leaving home?” I remember blaming my mum for putting the idea of studying abroad into my mind before bursting into tears.






