I am MB. I am American Hmong.
I like to observe and, at the very least, understand if not empathize with people. But sometimes, my naivety, arrogance, and ignorance get in the way. I have a convoluted relationship with my ethnic culture. There are certain aspects of the Hmong society that I wish its people should discard. And yet, in this chaotic mess, I also embrace the colorful richness of my culture. Like I said, it’s complicated.
My parents, along with my younger brother and I, immigrated to the United States in September of 1987. I don’t remember much about Thailand or the earlier days in America, but I do know that growing up in two very different worlds is tremendously difficult. You breathe, eat, and drink Hmong at home. You are immersed in the American culture once you leave your doorsteps. With both worlds colliding in front of you, what do you do?
My heritage brings me a sense of family values and interdependence. The mainstream American culture teaches me to think for myself, dream big, strive for my goals, and be an individual. Conflicted by very dissimilar views, I am infusing the best of both worlds and making it my very own.
Read my blog and step into the mind of an American Hmong woman [Disclaimer].
Have a wonderful day!
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