Asian-American, Male, Story
Untitled The cars grumbled throughout the streets of San Jose. Commuters comfortably packed next to each other enduring some of the remaining chilly wind that was still brushing around in the beginning of March. Although people were still walking outside, some...
Asian-American, Female, Story
Phone Call The first phone call came on the day after my 6th birthday. “Happy Birthday, anak” a stranger’ voice had greeted me. Anak which means child in Filipino. I would later on associate this stranger’ voice as the voice of my mother, a...
Asian-American, Male, Story
Chance They say its either your identity is shaped by the decisions you made or your decisions are shaped by your identity. I believe it’ both, but also how you were socialized. My name is Robert Dylan Loquinario, I was born March 27th on the year 1998. Yes, the...
Asian-American, Female, Story
Untitled Many of us become comfortable with something when we’ve experienced it multiple times. It gets easier once know what to expect. But when we’re given the opportunity to do something different or something new, do we take it? My journey at Cupertino...
Asian-American, Male, Story
Fifty Cents for a Snack, but a Penny for my Thoughts Mom: “Honey, we need to make more money or else we will not be able to provide for the family.” Dad: “Shh! The kids will hear.” A concern my Mom had to end, and a concern that has shaped my...
