I am an eighth Chinese, and I come from a large Chinese-American family in Los Angeles.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My siblings and I are known as ABCs, American-born Chinese.
No matter how American I become, I'm considered part of the Chinese community by my own family.
My father was second-generation Chinese-American, born in 1923 in California. My mother emigrated to the States from China when she was in her early twenties, in part to escape the political turmoil in China.
I am Chinese - it doesn't matter what other people say.
I am Taiwanese as well as Chinese.
I'm very proud I'm Chinese and represent the Chinese community.
My father is Chinese, Spanish, and Filipino; my mother is half-Irish and half-Japanese; Greek last name; born in Hawaii, raised in Germany.
I'm black and Cuban, Australian and Irish, and like most people in America, I'm someone whose roots come from somewhere else. I'm a mixed race, first-generation American.
Even though I'm very Westernized as an individual and very Canadian, I guess I've lost some of my Chinese culture.
I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.