There was a new girl in our class, a girl named Urgyi. It was a strange, foreign name, and for good reason--she was the first alien to attend our school. To her face, of course, we never called her "alien." Etheroni was the accepted term.
(more) We had all seen Etheroni on screen before, of course. When we first made contact with them it was all anyone could talk about for a solid month. The UN and NASA suddenly had a lot more power, and after ten years the first humans went to Etheron and the first aliens came here. Five years after that, Urgyi showed up at our International Academy of Arts and Sciences.
None of us talked to Urgyi much. She spoke very good English, but seemed to have no concept of pronouns or individual identity. We had learned about Etheron's extreme collectivism in class, but seeing it was something else. She didn't understand why we had desks or pencils, or why you couldn't eat the grass or sleep in trees.
She didn't really have many friends. No one knew how to relate to her--what similar experiences could a relationship be based on? She came from a world of ice and rock light-years away, and we were fat on the wealth of our parents and the riches of our planet. When she left at the end of the year our school got a medal from the UN. None of us could spell Urgyi's name.(less)