In August 14, 1983 I was born in Fresno, California. My family consists of my parents Xao Chang and Mao Yang, three sisters Youa, Yer and Vicky, and three brothers Bee, Davis and Doua. My family originally lived in Laos before they fled to Thailand by crossing over the Mekong River. After 2 years of living in the refugee camps in Thailand, my grandma was the first member of my family to immigrate to the United States in 1976. Followed by my parents and their relatives, 2 years later. My family immigrated to the United States as Hmong refugees after the Secret War with the Pathet Laos. When my parents came to the States in 1978, my extended family switched their religion from Animism to Catholics and my immediate family switched religion from …show more content…
I grew up in a poor neighborhood in Central Fresno. My friends were all Hmong, like myself. However we were not allowed to bring our friends home. My parents did not allowed any of my siblings to go out and meet up with their friends because my parents had this idea that my siblings were either going to get them locked up in jail, join a gang, or get pregnant. My parents had always emphasized that all my siblings and I were going to graduate from college and all marry into another Hmong family. I didn’t know or understand what racism, discrimination, and stereotypes was until I was in school and was exposed to other cultural groups, which resulted in my experience of childhood bullying. Students from my elementary school made comments that my family and I ate dogs and cats, made fun of my Asian eyes, and mocked my language by saying ching chong over and over again, even though I had clearly stated that I was Hmong and not Chinese. As the years went by, the bullying got worse when students would tell me that I was a nobody and that Hmong people sucked because we didn’t have a country of our …show more content…
My second oldest sister was the first member in my immediate family to move out of my parent’s house to live with her Mexican boyfriend. During this time my parents thought that this was the ultimate betrayal, leaving the household and dating someone outside of our nationality. However, that was not the ultimate betrayal that left my parents heart-broken and ashamed. In late 2001, my sister gave birth to my nephew and married in 2002 with her Mexican husband in Las Vegas. My brother-in-law did not pay for my sister, nor did they have a Hmong wedding in California for my parents. In my culture, the groom has to pay a price for the bride and because my brother-in-law did not, my parents felt ashamed of themselves. They blamed themselves thinking that they weren’t good parents. My mom also told me frequently the embarrassment my parents felt when people would ask them why they weren’t invited to my sister’s wedding, when the truth was no one in my family attended her wedding in Las
However, the book fails to mention that some Hmong did convert (some not fully) to Christianity during their time in Thailand or when migrating to America. An example of beliefs changing can be seen in the notions of the soul. In traditional beliefs the soul, or souls may wonder from the body due to fright etc. which then causes the illness. An adaptation some Hmong in Kansas City have taken on is that the soul is bounded to the body instead of apart and in place of soul calling rituals, many Christian Hmong pray (Capps 1994: 161).
However, I personally think it is wrong to convert to Christianity just to run away from what you are and I believe most Hmong family do so just for that reason. The culture is so rich and beautiful that it hurts to see a Hmong child not being able to speak Hmong. You identify yourself as Hmong; you are Hmong-American, but you can’t speak the language. I am ashamed that the parents of the child didn’t teach their children the language.
When I was younger I witnessed racism and sexism first hand, as have many people. When I was in kindergarten, I witnessed a group of older girls tell a younger,
I believe, that if I were to be displaced to Hmong the adaption would be the same challenging experience because I would have to adapt to their style they live and their traditions. I would have to remove all my habits I have from living in the United States and create habits to living in Hmong. In the text (Hensil 2010) it stated that in Hmong
The Moua journey began thirteen years ago, fighting to hold the tears back. People said, coming to America will change the life of Hmong families. Many different people, from many different countries, with different communication styles are all over the world that immigrated to America, one of those people are Hmong, they speak two dialects of a language. These dialects are known as Hmoob dawb (Hmong white) and Hmoob ntxhauj (Hmong green). Along twenty-three-hour fight lay ahead of them, as they realize it was time to say good-bye to their native family and home as tears rolled down their eyes.
Joining organizations at school are a very common subject to be conversed around college, even before college. There will be constant rambles from advisors and other upper-classmen to join clubs and organizations as a first-year student in college. Throughout college, this type of concern is everyone generally informed of. Even through all the important reminders and advices that students receive from others, there are still many students who are refusing to execute the first step toward joining an organization due to lack of motivation, knowledge, or courage. However, VSA, otherwise known as Vietnamese Student Association, is not just any typical organization on campus, it’s a family.
The consequences that were faced, and the conflicts they have experienced because of the change in religion. It isn 't always simple leaving traditions that have been in cultures for centuries, but the Hmong Americans overcame their obstacle and here we will learn how and why it happened. Hmong are traditionally Animist
My parents are Vietnamese refugees that fled Vietnam after the war. My sister and I were born and raised in the Philippines for 11 years. I can speak Tagalog, Vietnamese and English. I graduated this year from University of Washington, receiving a Public Health degree. I like helping people especially immigrants because I am one myself
Wei-Chen developed such a negative impression of mankind as a result of the racism and bullying he experienced at school as a result of his Taiwanese heritage. These quotes illustrate how insecure one can get about their identity and personality due to stereotyping and bullying; they also illustrate that stereotypes and bullying can negatively affect a person's self-esteem which may adversely affect their mental, emotional, and physical well-being for a lifetime. Furthermore, the quotations above demonstrate that bullying and stereotyping can also cause a bullied individual to develop stereotypes about those who have bullied or abused them. For example, Wei-Chen stereotypes the entire human race as being rotten and stereotypical simply because some humans acted in a certain manner towards him in this
Likewise, my family is a traditional Hmong family who believes in animism. Being raised in a traditional aspect has shaped my beliefs and thoughts of who I am today. I would say that the practices, beliefs, and values of a traditional family have impacted the way I view life. For example, I was raised and taught that women
The Change of Chinh Van Nguyen's Family: 1961-1975 A young, ten-year-old girl lay in her bed, coughing and sniffling due to a fever. She attempts to reach the TV remote, but is hit by another spasm of coughing. Her room is dull and lifeless, much like her current health.
Honestly, it’s very difficult to find a place for me to be accepted as a being of Lao. It 's hard to explain because where I live in a predominantly neighborhood where racism exist on a standard level. Due to my race, some of the people are hesitating to accept me for who I am. However, I had an opportunity from my parent to influence me toward understand Lao culture and tradition. Therefore, for me being a member of the Laotian-American makes me feel a sense of appreciation of my race.
Usually in African American communities you hear a wise saying “it takes a village to raise a child” and that that is exactly how it was. My friends and I were always watched by older neighbors around us. We knew to respect them and also knew they had our best interest. The candy lady down the street always gave us free treats if we brought her good grades on report card day. Although we may not have had a lot we had love.
Family Background: I was born on January 11, 1999 in Miami, Florida. I spent most of my early childhood with my grandparents while my parents worked. My grandfather would wake up in the morning to make sure my brother and I went to school safe and by the time we finished there was always a homemade meal waiting for us, it was something I looked forward to. In spite of us having had a language barrier and them no longer being around the influence they instilled on me is tremendous. From them I learned to have the strength to deal with other challenging obstacles life had to offer.