“Why does it always rain in September?” you ask me.
I breathe in the chilly breeze
As I walk over tree roots.
I listen to the crunchy leaves
Below my heavy boots.
Tag: growing up
[Poetry] Heavy
The weight of your world
On my shoulders
Placed there with good intentions
And tough love,
The weight of your hopes
And dreams
Bending my back
Eternally,Read More »
[Poetry] Asian-American
When I was a child, being Asian-American meant breaking wooden chopsticks over a noodle lunchbox, sunny yellow dresses to bring out the sunny yellow of my skin, and laughing with my colorful classmates because we didn’t know yet we were different.
When I grew older, being Asian-American meant seeing for the first time my father’s oil-stained hands from days of toil, and my mother’s quiet strength as she built a home in the middle of a strange language.Read More »
Becoming by Michelle Obama — My Favorite Quotes
Forget the politics. Forget if you’re red or blue or a different color altogether. Becoming speaks to the part of us beyond that, to the humanity at our core. This is more than a book about a Former First Lady of the United States. This is a book about the inspirational story of a girl who could have been (and could still be) any of us—a girl who grew up not having much, who faltered and second-guessed herself, and who took the long way around to live a remarkable life.
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