By Phun H. This article originally appeared on SEARAC's blog. My older sister and I stand at the entrance to the sanctuary, the harmonious singing of the congregation beckoning us in. Sun scans the backs of heads for mom while I pull and tug at my skirt to ensure it...
By Lisa Le. This article originally appeared on SEARAC's blog. The season of Tết, the Vietnamese New Year, is my favorite time of the year. For me, Tết encapsulates not only the weeks of preparation leading up to the days (or even weeks!) of celebration, it embraces...
By Katrina Dizon Mariategue. This article originally appeared on SEARAC's blog. As we celebrate Asian Pacific American Heritage Month in May, I reflect deeply on what it means to be both Asian and American. I identify as 1.5 generation immigrant from the Philippines....
By Jazmin Garett. This article originally appeared on the SEARAC blog. I’m sitting around the floor mat surrounded by my mother, grandmother, aunties, uncles, and cousins. I scan the spread laid out in front of me and I determine that a pork rib and a ball of sticky...
By Kham Moua. This article originally appeared on SEARAC's blog. The night was filled with the heat of a blazing fire and the sight of countless sparks of paper swirling in the air. The darkness slowly faded into the first light of dawn, marking the final evening of...
By Nary Rath. This article originally appeared on SEARAC's blog. It’s a frigid day, the air is dry, and snow is falling like pillowy stardust piling high on the streets of my small town in Connecticut. There is something always so peaceful to me about the silence that...