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Under the blue awning

Off the Beat

Being Vietnamese escapes my identity often, in an Americanized world where cultures blend and communities grow increasingly apart. I don’t speak Vietnamese; I was too stubborn to learn. All I know is the food
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Going back to where you came from

Being a first-generation student at UC Berkeley made me realize that my entire educational experience has been a series of “first” experiences. My parents never finished their high school or college degrees in Vietnam, so they carried on the dream of seeing their only daughter graduate from a public university.
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Willow Yang Maru 2.0

Short story: Maru 2.0

Maru 2.0 was not a normal dog. It couldn’t walk very fast, as its legs were all mechanical. They were only capable of slowly rotating on gears and hinges. Not only were its legs mechanical, but its heart and liver and spleen and bones and muscles and intestines and lungs
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Bringing Vietnam, my family to life

Before visiting in high school and this past summer, my perception of Vietnam was that it was a home to which my parents could not easily return. It was a place of heartache, war, history and danger. My mother and father are from the Hai Duong and Hanoi regions of
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Stacey's grandfather, age 50, at a zoo in Saigon

How I became a Nhà Viết Văn

When I was a little girl, about 8 or 9, I stumbled across a yellowed, pocketbook version of L.M. Montgomery’s “Anne of Green Gables,” a story about a spirited, redheaded orphan. I fell in love with Anne Shirley, whose good intentions and misadventures charmed me. Her romantic and poetic voice
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Banteay Srey temple

My semester at sea: Vietnam and Cambodia

Before this trip, I wasn’t really sure what to expect from Vietnam and Cambodia. On one hand, I had heard wonderful things about the natural beauty, the rich history and the fun people, all of which make this part of the world so special. However, there is also the fact
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A stranger in my own home

Sense of home blurs as students move forward

This winter break, I had the opportunity to spend three weeks with my family in our new home in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. My parents had officially moved out of Hong Kong this past summer, so it was my first time in Vietnam. Everything felt completely foreign as I
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