I look in the mirror and see how frizzy my naturally curly hair looks in this humid weather. Mom has always said it is a good thing I did not attend school in Taiwan. Teachers might have thought I had permed my hair and a note from my parents would have been...
In our family photo album, there is a black-and-white picture of me with a lei around my neck taken on the day that my Mother, younger brother and I left Taiwan to come to the United States to join my Father who was studying at an American university. We had been...
