30 Years in the U.S.

August 29, 2020, marks the 30th anniversary of my first day in the U.S. I came to the U.S. as a young child who didn’t even know a single word of English. Reminiscing on the last thirty years, lots of fond and traumatic emotions and memories have merged and boiled...

What’s My Place – To Protest or Not

I support the people that are protesting and marching against systemic racism and police brutality. I have been asking myself and reflected on if I should go out and protest? What’s my role in this whole thing? One thing I know for sure is that I should not let...