Introducing myself became a burden when I arrived at Georgetown University.
I opened my mouth to give a breezy response about where I’m from, just as others did, but I struggled to find the right...
Last year, I was one of four first-year women in the Georgetown University Student Association senate. When former senators and older Georgetown students cracked jokes about GUSA being a “white boys’...
“Where are you from?”
I have lost count of the number of times I have been asked this question. At Georgetown, this question brings me the same level of dread as “what’s a fun fact you want...
Violin in one hand, a container of white rice in the other and a math club hat slightly askew, I was ready. I walked out into the pouring rain, ready to take on the day.
The night before, I remember...
When I think of who I am, my first instinct is to define myself using personality traits rather than by ethnicity. I often wonder why many multicultural people intuitively do the opposite. Have I dishonored...
