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By Grace
By Grace
By Grace
By Grace
By Grace
By Grace
My earliest memory of racism occured when I was only about four years old. I was sitting on a slide at a park in the Midwestern town where my parents were graduate students. My mother and father must have been across a field at the picnic tables, when a group of young men — probably in their teens or twenties — came by and made “ching chong” noises at me.
By Grace
By Grace
My Kindergartener brought home a flyer for the Growing Up Asian in America contest.
Oh, sweet! You can win up to $27,000 in scholarship money… just by writing an essay about being Asian! Where do I sign up?