Dear anonymous Asian female,
I'd like to start this answer with a poem I often reflect on:
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.
For
better or worse, you cannot change the color of your skin or the shape
of your eyes. These superficial aspects of your body are an intimate
part of who you are, as they comprise the first layer of your persona
that everyone encounters.
The key, then, is to learn to accept
them. They're part of you. And they're beautiful. Sure, you may have had
some acne or something thanks to the joys of puberty and its related
hormonal changes, but Asian skin is remarkably resilient. If you're like
most Asian women, you'll probably look 30 when you're 40, and your
youthful looks will have others growing green with envy. As for your
eyes, there have been billions of women who shared the shape of your
eyes and many have been thought amongst the most beautiful women in the
world. You literally possess the color of conquerors and the eyes of
empresses.
To put it simply, there's nothing wrong with having
Asian physical features; anyone who tells you otherwise is a fool, and
their hateful words are worth nothing. Be proud of your body. Keep it in
shape. Keep it clean. Dress comfortably and love yourself. You deserve
it.
All that said, I think your question has at its heart the
uncomfortable clash of culture that just about every Asian-American
faces. Each of us, I think, has tried to make ourselves "more" than the
ethnicity we are perceived to be a part of, particularly given that we
don't have the luxury of blending into the Caucasian background--we
stand out. If I may, I'd like to share with you a metaphorical approach
that helped me come to peace with the struggle I suspect you're having.
Your
motherland gave you the color of your skin, the shape of your eyes, the
sheen of dark hair, and an associated history that is filled with rich
heritage and culture. Your fatherland has given you the love of your
adoptive parents, the language you speak, the education you possess, and
the culture that you find comforting.
Consider this: if I asked
you to select one of your adoptive parents to sacrifice, would you be
able to easily pick one to instantly disappear from your life forever?
I certainly hope not!
So
in similar fashion, love both your parent lands. There's no need to
pick. They have each already given you remarkable and praise-worthy
aspects of the person you are. You are the child of two cultures, and
one is not superior to the other. They are both awesome. And when you
start to see that everything that makes you who you are is a gift and
opportunity to learn and become a more amazing human being, I think this
question of yours will solve itself.
The confidence required to
be proud of your ethnicity will never come from whether or not others
find your Asian features attractive; nor will it come from some easy
painless route. It has to come from within you, and realistically, this
will take time. But have courage! The withered sense of pride in your
ethnicity is something you can change. It will grow, if you give it a
bit of love each day. And one day, I hope you'll be able to pass this on
to someone else who needs it.
With love,
~Jae
'If you find good things in the world, you must be lucky and happy. Sometimes it can be a book, a music, a painting, a city or maybe a person or a kind of love or just a dream.'
11/05/2012
10/22/2012
Marriage
There is nothing
wrong with marriage, as long as you are honest and truly believe that
you have found the one you want to spend the rest of your life with.
You want to marry someone with whom you want to grow old,Someone whose happiness will mean the world to you. Whose sagging body will never affect you from loving him. Whose pain will hurt you as much as your own. Whose happiness will fill you with joy.
You want to marry someone with whom you want to grow old,Someone whose happiness will mean the world to you. Whose sagging body will never affect you from loving him. Whose pain will hurt you as much as your own. Whose happiness will fill you with joy.
Marriage!
There's
a beautiful quote from the movie 'Shall We Dance' in which the wife
tries to explain why people get married. It struck a chord with me. It simply says that we marry because we need a witness to our lives.
We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet... I mean, what does anyone's life really mean? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything -the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all of the time, every day.
You're saying 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness'."
We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet... I mean, what does anyone's life really mean? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything -the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all of the time, every day.
You're saying 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness'."
10/02/2012
Catch the life!
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things
you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines,
sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
1/17/2012
1/12/2012
1/03/2012
Arta kalanlar
Günlerin bize getirdikleri her gün biraz daha alıyor içimizdeki güzel yerlerimizden, her gün biraz daha vuruyor güzel kalmış yerlerimizi - ve geriye insansız hava araçları bırakıyor işte. Her gün bir sebepten birileri ölüyor bu ülkede ve sınır komşumuzda süregelen sonu görünmeyen bir savaşı izler gibi izliyoruz olup biteni.
İçimizdeki en güzel yerlerimizden vuruyor bu savaş bizi- farkında değiliz. Yarın birgün insan çocuğuna nasıl açıklayacak bunca pisliği, öldürülen insanların çocukları büyümeyecek mi bir gün - onlar sormayacak mı bize ne yaptınız siz diye, Gerçi artık devlet insansız hava araçlarıyla çocuklarını vuracak kadar kaybetti kendini ve arkasından da sessiz yürüyüp gidecek kadar vurdumduymaz.
Geriye hep hüzünlü şarkılar ve sonu acıyla, kederle, ölümle biten hikayeler kalacak o topraklarda. Çocuklar o şarkılarla, o hikayelerle büyüyecek ve büyürken hep bilecek -burda onu bekleyen bir gelecek olmadığını, oyunları eksik, gülüşleri yarım, mutlulukları kırık kalacak çocukların hep. Küçücük yaşına rağmen deneyimledikleriyle anlayacak her an sıranın ona gelebileceğini.
İçimizdeki en güzel yerlerimizden vuruyor bu savaş bizi- farkında değiliz. Yarın birgün insan çocuğuna nasıl açıklayacak bunca pisliği, öldürülen insanların çocukları büyümeyecek mi bir gün - onlar sormayacak mı bize ne yaptınız siz diye, Gerçi artık devlet insansız hava araçlarıyla çocuklarını vuracak kadar kaybetti kendini ve arkasından da sessiz yürüyüp gidecek kadar vurdumduymaz.
Geriye hep hüzünlü şarkılar ve sonu acıyla, kederle, ölümle biten hikayeler kalacak o topraklarda. Çocuklar o şarkılarla, o hikayelerle büyüyecek ve büyürken hep bilecek -burda onu bekleyen bir gelecek olmadığını, oyunları eksik, gülüşleri yarım, mutlulukları kırık kalacak çocukların hep. Küçücük yaşına rağmen deneyimledikleriyle anlayacak her an sıranın ona gelebileceğini.
(Yıldırım Türker, 01/01/2012 - O dağların çoban çocukları, küçük kaçakçıları kutlu bir yıla kavuşamadan mutlu olabilmemiz mümkün mü?)
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