Letter: Family and Asian American Movement

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  • Published : April 28, 2013
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Dear Sis,
I hope this letter finds you in good spirits. I can’t believe how long it has been since we have seen each other! I received your letter two months ago and I am sorry that is has taken me this long to write back. I miss those late night talks we use to have in our bedroom after Mom and Dad thought we had gone to sleep! All you would talk about was that boy you had a crush on, I am sure you remember Tony from down the street. I saw some kids smoking on the corner the other day and thought about the first time we had tried smoking together, I couldn’t believe how sick we got. I have been so busy around the house; I just couldn’t seem to find the time. It has been a long time since we have been together as a family. Can you believe Mia is already a senior in High School? She is doing great in school and now we are trying to figure out which college she will be attending. I am sure I will struggle to hold back the tears when she walks down that aisle at graduation; I just wish her grandfather could have been here to see it.

She will be the first woman in our family to go to college. Can you believe it; a woman in our family will be attending a university! She tells me she wants to be a teacher and work with children. I hope she is more patient with those children than she is with her father and me. I am sure you are as proud of her as I am. She does miss her Auntie and she sends her regards. Where did the time go? I remember when she was just two years old and I had to chase her around so I could brush her hair or when I would give her a cupcake and she would only eat the frosting. She has made so many friends in the neighborhood and at school. It was tough for her at first some of the kids would say such horrible things to her. Now I think most of them have stopped and some of the White children are even friends with her. It is still hard for me to trust White people so I tell her to be careful. She tells me, “Mom things are different now,” I hope she is right. She has even gotten her license and wants us to help her buy a car. That makes me nervous and I tell her she has to wait until she is eighteen. Times have changed so much and I wish we could all get together as a family again, that is one of the things I truly miss now that we don’t live near each other. We have been through so much together, some good memories and some bad.

How is my nephew Jeff doing by the way? In the letter you told me that he started his freshman year in college. I know that he is a smart young man and he will do very well. You mentioned in the letter that he joined the Asian American Movement and is joining the protests that are happening on and off campus. I am so worried about him. Times have changed and they aren’t the same as when we were growing up. I try not to think about those days when were in the camp. I miss our father so much; I think he would still be alive if he wasn’t sent to that camp somewhere in Texas. Has Jeff ever asked you about what happened during the times at the camps? Have you told him? I know Mia asks me. Every time, she asks me how it was and if we are ever going to go visit the camp one day I try to change the subject. I don’t know if you remember how I am, I always keep things bottle up inside and didn’t like to talk about how I really felt. I remember when mom would ask how I am feeling; I always replied that I am fine and that nothing is wrong. I guess that is my way on how I cope with problems, by being reserve but by making sure that nobody else will go through the same experience as we did. I try not to tell her everything, just enough to where she nods her head and pretends that she understands. Sometimes I feel our childhood was stolen from us, I hope things are different in the future for our children.

I apologize if I am bringing out these old memories but I feel like you are the only one I can talk to about this. Maybe if write about it and stop keeping the pain all bottled up, it will...
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