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Subtle racism
Every post I incorporate my own thoughts so I don’t want to be mister talkative. But I will say this. I signed up for this class to open my heart and that is exactly what is happening. This last week’s… Continue Reading →
This is what I call a bathtub movie. Not in a sexual way but in an emotional way. I had to sit behind the class because of the tears. And to top it off, a couple of days prior we… Continue Reading →
Donald Duk was the best book I have ever read from the perspective of Chinese Americans. From the first page Donald was not only my little brother but he was also myself. Even though I am an Alaskan, raised with… Continue Reading →
This class is doing to me exactly what I wanted. It is opening my eyes, heart and mind. My entire life I have turned a cold shoulder to Asian American authors, artists and film makers. For some reason I have… Continue Reading →
The first week of Asian American Pop Culture shattered my ignorance about the harsh realities faced by immigrants both past and present. I didn’t realize my narrow Alaskan view of Asian Americans homogenized dozens of cultures into one; a subtle… Continue Reading →