2017-06-01
2:00 PM Home sweet home. Kick the shoes under the bed. Get into comfy clothes. Wait. 2:30 PM Mama Maribel and Giuliana are home. We prepare lunch. In a traditional meal, soup is usually first. Then, the rice plate which usually includes some rice, salad, and some sort of vegetable – potatoes were...
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2017-06-01
Peek Into My Life: Now And Then I am sitting back in the familiar pastel blue room that I share with my thirteen year old brother. It is one of those nights where I am frustrated at everything. That at 19 years old I cannot drive a car and cannot freely leave the house...
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2017-01-24
This was my first time celebrating Christmas away from home and everything that comes with: bomb Vietnamese food, the aunts and uncles you see a few times a year, the comfort of knowing everyone and feeling like this is exactly where you should be, the lame traditions, cute family photos and the easiness of things....
Read More2016-11-03
18 years of 180,000 Vietnamese people in one city. Now, just one here in Ibarra, and it’s me. When I walk down the streets, there’s two things I know I can be sure to find here: a Claro store and a Chifa. Claro is a cell phone company here like Verizon but on steroids. A...
Read More2016-09-14
All I wanted was to be home in my own bed with my mom giving me her asian remedies, porridge, and tylenol. I layed in bed alone with my head on fire but my body shivering. I tried to think back to the time I had the stomach flu but that was over 10 years...
Read More2016-09-11
I have been struggling to write a first blog. Not only because I criticize my writing and feel pressured to create this “ideal blog” but mostly because I am having a hard time being vulnerable to this strange internet space. I don’t want my bridge year to be glorified and covered in roses and daisies...
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