“Where I’m From” by Jessica Hoang
I am from purses, from Pink and pedicures. I am from the trips to dance lessons. (Sweaty, painful, they weren’t just about pretty hair and makeup.) I am from the “We can do it!” the 11 by 14 poster whose message I live by with everything I do. I’m from bedazzled bows and uniforms, from Twisters and Worlds. I’m from the 3 hour practices and the days off, from “Don’t get mad, get better.” I’m from Friday night’s games with blue and red poms poms and the National Anthem. I’m from SaiGon pho and rice. From the English as second language classes to Vietnamese-English dictionary, the family I left for a brighter future. There’s a dusty album not fully filled with pictures, a capturer of memories to remind me of the good and bad ones. I am from those pages-- some full, some empty-- far from completed. May 1, 2016