The most distressed profession in America, according to NYT & Time

As a newly immigrated adolescent in the late '90s, I attended a public middle school, then went on to a public high school. It may have been 15 years ago since I graduated from high school, but I can remember a particular teacher named Mr. Harvard, who taught choir and band (RIP, Mr. Harvard) and… Continue reading The most distressed profession in America, according to NYT & Time

Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother

There is a picture of my mother and I standing in front of a cactus that sits directly in front of our house in Vietnam, next to the wrought-iron gate. I must’ve been around seven or eight years old, so this was in 1992 or 1993, several years before my family and I came to… Continue reading Someday you’ll understand–and other wisdom from my mother

I came, I conquered, and I’m here to tell: the story of my twenties

We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. - Joseph Campbell This year in February, I turned 33. Exactly ten years ago I graduated from college--the first in my family, in fact. It was a proud moment of my life.… Continue reading I came, I conquered, and I’m here to tell: the story of my twenties

Perceptions of poverty and how to overcome it

First, let me get one thing straight. I’m not here to extend a confession as if someone is not reading, or as if I want any kind of sympathy or charity. I’m here to tell you about my experience with poverty, and how my thoughts and perceptions about poverty have evolved over the years. I’m… Continue reading Perceptions of poverty and how to overcome it