Diversifying US-Asia Relations
The Black girl that speaks Chinese. That was the way people identified me in my small, predominantly-white college in Connecticut. At first, it really bothered me because what did race have to do with my intellectual ability? Nothing. Little did
Being Black and studying in Asia never seemed weird to me until other people told me it was. Growing up in Maryland, I had a lot of classmates who were of Asian descent. More specifically, I had a lot of
I never wanted to learn Mandarin. It was my school’s first year offering the language and I had no interest in it. As a proud Haitian-American, I wanted to learn French. It would help me with Creole and I could
To understand why I joined the National Association for Black Engagement with Asia, I will start with what sparked my interest in Asia in general. I grew up in Houston Texas in a southwestern part of town, called Bellaire. Houston
Sirens pierce the air. Cars screech to a halt. Phones buzz with mass Red Alerts — seek shelter, immediately. This ballistic missile drill is a sobering reminder that the threat of conflict is never far from people’s minds. As a