How would you interpret ‘I am here’ in the context? Dear Frida, Your Insólito remains a muddled assembly of two nations, settled for now in the house of his father, puzzling over its construction. By day we whistle “The Internationale” and reach right across the world to our comrades. My neighbor knits stockings for the orphans of Moscow. But by night the neighborhood bolts its doors and looks beneath the beds for an alien menace. Yet I stake a claim, I am here, for I must be somewhere. But only as a child it seems, struggling to understand what every wife and gentleman passing on the street seems to know by rote. Whom to love, whom to castigate. How would you interpret ‘ I am here’ in the sentence: et I stake a claim, I am here, for I must be somewhere? Thanks! And it’s from The Lacuna by Kingsolver.