When I embark on my (albeit short) commute to campus every day, it’s hard to miss the steady stream of students flooding into Shuyi, the bubble tea shop across the street from Roddick Gates. By the time I make it into my lecture hall, it seems that I’ve seen more[Read More…]
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Meeting myself halfway
“Hi Halmoni,” I say, as I draw my Korean grandmother into an awkward, very loose, hug. “Hi say-quoi-yah,” she beams back at me, purple puffer jacket, tattooed eyebrows, and all. My grandparents are very predictable; Halmoni will measure herself against me and tell me I should enter Miss Universe; Haraboji[Read More…]
