Growing up, I always felt small. I’m half-Vietnamese, half-Chinese, and I live in New Zealand – so of course I didn’t feel like I belonged….
We might blame it on brainwashing from years of threats of the wooden spoon or slipper, but first and second generation Australians really need to…
Growing up, I was always grateful for my cultural experience. From being raised on rice to instinctively perking up whenever an adult says anak, I…
It was my sister’s 14th birthday party when I first realised how naive my parents were. Henna ran upstairs wiping mascara-coloured tears with the back…
