Please head over to Rappler to read my article on how our race and religion inform our relationship. I’ve read many essays in which the theme is that the couple doesn’t notice race; mine is a slightly different take on it. Maraming salamat for checking it out.
1. My first playmate in Saudi Arabia, a boy named A., left bitemarks on my wrist; the circle of indents looked like a watch, according to our moms. But, we got along fine, apparently, running around our houses, pretending we were galactic warriors we watched on bootleg VHS tapes. (I wanted to be Colonel Wilma… Read More ›
ABC just premiered a light-hearted comedy about a young Taiwanese American boy trying to make his way through the mean streets of Orlando and the racial politics of the middle school cafeteria. Based off of Eddie Huang’s autobiography of the same name, Fresh Off the Boat has made splashes with its all Asian American cast… Read More ›
NB: Eight days ago, I was on the way to the annual National Independent School Association (NAIS) People of Color Conference, which was held in Indianapolis. The eight students and five faculty members with whom I traveled had a 40-minute layover in Detroit, Michigan. The moment we deplaned, a TV announced the breaking news: the… Read More ›