Race. The colour of my skin, the flare of my nostrils, the texture of my hair, the S of my backside. I am none of these; I am all of these. Race. My mother is caramel, my father pure chocolate, and I am hazelnut. They taught me that education and excellence would open any door.… Read More Mirror, Mirror On The Wall
1) How do you define yourself racially or ethnically and why is it important to you? Please tell us about the racial makeup of your family if you were adopted or come from a colorful family. I consider myself Asian American, or as I like to say, American Asian. The latter description came from digesting… Read More At The Finish Line: Asian American In Thailand, Part 16
1) How do you define yourself racially or ethnically and why is it important to you? I’m Australian. I simultaneously know and can’t really explain what that means. I think it’s something about how we speak or dress, our body language, our sense of humour. It’s funny – I can often pick an Australian (of… Read More The Race: Australian in Singapore, Part 15
A Holistic Journey 