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Often, after easing into conversation with an American, I’ve suddenly been asked where I’m “really” from. Sometimes, they begin guessing what kind of Asian I am, like it’s a game, or they immediately assume that I’m Chinese just because I’m Asian.
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I wish I could give A-Gong more than just my American habits and my Chinese, tainted with my heavy American accent and dotted with English; I wish I could say more.
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It always felt a little ironic to me: the contrast between the sensitive nature of Asian culture and the culture’s disapproval of my own sensitivity.
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Since I was younger, I’ve seen food — Asian food particularly — in the same comforting way I saw my family’s moments at the dinner table, but also as a connection to the life in Taiwan that I had never experienced.
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Our culture’s synonymous usage of the ‘Asian American’ and ‘model minority’ labels does not just pose a problem for Asian Americans, but for all Americans. It’s become a natural reflex in America to assign people to stereotypes — a habit that seems to be as old as time itself.
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The label of “beauty” has a presence that I’ve never really understood how to deal with, especially because it tangles with both my Asian heritage and my American upbringing. Both of these cultures have made a permanent mark on me with their distinctive beauty standards.
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My identity lies in moments that I cannot imagine sharing to my peers. I have mastered the art of drawing a curtain between the reality of who I am and the surface-level, minute-long introductions I give every year.
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The road since the start of this year has been long, but as a Chinese American student here, I think I’ve finally come to love my honey and silk.
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I’m long past caring about censorship only when it comes to Snapchat, but I’ve found a new appreciation for the ability to use social media as I wish.
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I quickly came to learn that the “s-word” was something to tip-toe around at home, something we acted like didn’t exist, that was fully off-limits.
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