Life of a rebellious daughter

Scenario 1: Voicing your opinion

Immigrant Mother: “If you listen and do as I say, one day you will thank me for all that I am teaching you.”

Daughter: “But mother, I don’t want to learn to do these boring chores. Why are women stuck with household duties?”

Immigrant Mother: “One day, to marry a good husband, you must know.”

Daughter: “What if I don’t want to marry? If I do, I will have an independent husband that knows all these household duties.”

Immigrant Mother: “Daughter, your future husband would appreciate you more.”

Daughter: “Wouldn’t he appreciate me more if I make more money and hire a housekeeper?”

Immigrant Mother: “No, no …you silly daughter! You save money doing it yourself!”

By Jazzmin S. Lu

Moral lesson:

Sometimes we are stuck in a generational gap situation. Voicing your opinion to your immigrant mother is not a winning battle. She was raised by my traditional grandmother in a different era. Feminism doesn’t exist in her world.

Boxed Memories

Growing up Asian American and as a female is always a constant struggle for me.

Raised by traditional parents, whereas brainwashing is the norm.

Expectations of the ideal good and obedient daughter was the usual in my family.

I had to embrace my Chinese and Vietnamese ancestral heritage, while adopting to the American culture.

My life struggles and happiness, I lived to tell them now.

My sad and negative memories, I learned to box them up and label it “BAD.”

My good and positive memories, I also learned to box them up and label it “GOOD.”

I called these, “Boxed Memories” that is now currently in a storage place inside my brain.

Sometimes my heart will conjure up emotions to open these boxes when life situations become a stimulus.

My “Boxed Memories” are mine’s to keep and to unbox.

By Jazzmin S. Lu