Tuesday, March 13, 2007
The best surprise came when I met my family. How was I to know that they would be so different than my brothers and I? That they used different washing machines and they walked to work everyday and they each had full time maids? Communication with my grandparents proved most difficult. It was a complete culture shock, for them and for us as well. They had no inclination of the white suburbia that my brothers and I had been exposed to our entire lives. They knew nothing other than a bustling city life and unbearable humidity. They had different expectations of us than they did for our cousins. At that point, I felt like I had been dipped back in time to their generation. Where had I been? Where was I going? To them, I was an ABC, and that was enough for them to treat me differently than my cousins in Hong Kong.
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4 comments:
I really liked your style of writing. It actually reminded me of the memoir we are reading now - The Oracles.
Stacey, I agree with what Rosa said, the culture shock depicted here is similar to that of the stories described in our book. I am curious, what is an ABC? If you have more space, I would describe more of the differences here with anecdotes.
I third the motion. It has a very 'Orcales like' way of writing. It's very personal, the comparisons and descriptions are very personal and the imagery produced allows for the audience to relate to these experiences. You end on the note that somehow these differences may never be resolved..or bridged..is that the conclusion you have reached in your life?
I think the comments here are astute. Please see my comments in your document.
Overall, I'm interested in what you have to say and I think you need to develop the essay more deeply.
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