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Twentysomething, transplant to Chicago, 2nd-year-ish elementary special education low-incidence teacher in Chicago Public Schools. These posts and reblogs (often queued) are thoughts about the special education teacher and person I am growing to be.
Hints of wellness and social justice throughout (and considering my own female/cis/New Yorker/Chicago transplant/Asian/bilingual/2nd-gen American/low-income background/well-educated/ intersections of identity through my posts). misseducation23[at]gmail[dot]com
Thank you so much- I find that it is most empowering to tell and write about my family’s experience, as many people don’t know about the Vincent Chin case. Most Asian Americans I’ve talked to about it find some kind of connection with it (and usually a very strong one). Thanks for reading my post- glad I could share, as many don’t have that direct family line (although I do have a LOT of cousins and relatives, so many do as well). (If you don’t know about the Vincent Chin case, here’s the Wikipedia entry.)
Since writing the Tumblr post a year ago and reposted about my experience, I’ve been able to meet a lot of my family members and talk about what went on. I met Helen Zia once again in October and actually got to have dinner with her along with some powerful NAPAWF women in Chicago, which was wonderful. Then, in November of last year, I went to Detroit and visited the Chin family grave with a good friend, and I spent the whole day with Lily’s sister’s family (aka my grandmother’s sister’s family, aka my eighth great aunt’s family) in a suburb of Detroit. I got to see the home where Lily stayed when she came back to the United States after being sick, and I went to Sunday church in the church where Lily converted. The best part- I got to just get to know my family over a day of touring around the suburbs, going into my different aunties and uncles’ houses, shopping for food, and having a big hotpot dinner (and oh, boy, was it a delicious hotpot). Everyone in the family was there and welcomed me like I had always been there- they were just so happy to have someone come visit Detroit, as not many people do. I was so happy being there.
I also spent hours just looking through 30+ photo albums of my family, including my family back in China (including some really old black-and-white photos of my young grandmother), my maternal aunt’s wedding, baby photos of myself and my brothers that I had never seen before, and wedding photos of my mom and dad which I had also never seen before (one of which is currently my cell phone background photo- I love seeing my mom and dad so gleeful). Through all this, I’ve just made sure family always is one of my highest priorities. Blessed to have such a wonderful family. =)
Below is a pic I got from my Chicago aunt- she’s technically my maternal grandmother’s brother’s daughter and Lily Chin’s niece, for technicality’s sake, but I call her Auntie. On the left is my aunt holding her second daughter, Lily holding my aunt’s first daughter (the first daughter who welcomed me into her home last Thanksgiving and the Thanksgiving before that with her/my wonderful family), and last is a young Vincent, who is about ten years old at the time (the photo is time-stamped 1965, and he was born in 1955). Still part of me doesn’t believe he was with us, as I am still in a bit of denial, but he is and always will be a part of the family.