Culture shock is too mild a term to describe John’s experiences. For example, Albania at that time did not have a single
stop light in the country because there was no need for one. There were no cars; people walked or traveled in oxcarts. Bringing John to America was like time travel — fast-forwarding him a couple of hundred years. He was overwhelmed and awestruck. The treadmill, for example, was a source of amusement – “Why would somebody walk on it when they could just walk outside? Silly Americans.” Expressways provided a terrifying experience; air conditioning was a
wonder.
As we escorted him to the airplane that would take him back to Albania, he thanked us, said good bye to his son, and then said, “My whole
life, I was told that we were one of the richest nations on earth, but now I see that we are one of the poorest. It’s like my whole life has been wasted.”
For years that moment stuck with me like a weight on my heart – every time I thought of it, I felt sad.
But, in recent years I’ve seen it differently. John was wrong. His life wasn’t wasted, unless of course you judge your life solely by the amount of material possessions you’ve accumulated. It is true that the socialist government lied to him for a lifetime, and that those lies narrowed his world and prevented him from seeing opportunities he never had.
But John made the most of the situation in which he found himself. He was the village elder, and helped his villagers survive in a difficult time. He and his wife raised two children
and instilled a sound character in them, embedding one with the self ... READ THE ORIGINAL ARTICLE HERE.