Only I can write my narrative

Cal in Color

Even if I’m just waiting in line at Peet’s Coffee, I’m all too aware that as soon as a stranger sees my headscarf, they immediately identify me as the “the Muslim girl.”
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Writing my own story

Alien on Campus

I craved more narratives about people whose winters were not full of snow — the stories of people in my own country and in different parts of the world.
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2 languages teaching in turn

Like many Taiwanese schoolchildren, my earliest forays into the vast world of Chinese literature began with the recitation of the San Zi Jing (Three-Character Classic) — perhaps best described as catechisms for the budding Confucianist.
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