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Found this on the street today
A precious gem. I felt slightly bad putting this in my bag, but it was on the sidewalk and I couldn’t help myself.
Defeat looks like:
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Victo Ngai | on Tumblr - Treacherous Water
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Wow, this day has been nothing like I anticipated 24 hours ago (or more since it’s 3 hours behind here?) It’s crazy that I am sitting on this bed writing this because I have internet access. And more amazing that I am going to sleep with a full stomach. I am nowhere near where I thought I would be this morning at 4am. Here’s to adventure!
Angry Asian Girls United: I called my grandma this morning and thanked her in broken Cantonese...
I called my grandma this morning and thanked her in broken Cantonese for sending me a graduation gift. She told me she wished me the luck during my move tomorrow and to call her once in a while. My biggest regret is not keeping up and practicing speaking our language. I couldn’t tell her what I really wanted to. And for that, I am ashamed. I’ve had a hard time identifying with my two cultures since I started kindergarten My American culture became the dominant one as I grew older and I struggle with my Chinese identity pretty often. It’s difficult when I was surrounded by White people most of the time at school and I can’t practice speaking Cantonese unless I am home or am talking to my grandparents, who don’t speak much English. I promised my grandma today that I would practice Cantonese and I’m promising myself to learn more about my first culture. I can’t change where I come from, and I used to be ashamed of that when I was younger because kids are really mean when they don’t understand something like skin color. I am still learning. But I say it proudly, I am Chinese American and I am not inferior to you.
I am Chinese American and I am not inferior to you.
