Dawn’s Response

By admin
Published: Monday, March 10th, 2008

There are many politically defining moments for me but one stands out. I think it was fourth or fifth grade (I seem to remember my childhood in grade levels and not ages)–my two sisters and I were having dinner with my mom one night when we grew tired of the same old school and homework conversation. In a sad effort to entertain ourselves, my sisters and I started making fun of the way my mom pronounced certain words in English–specifically her funny pronunciation of “queen” and “stove” and other random words. Not satisfied with the momentum of the conversation, we asked her to say these words again and again as if to prove what we were saying was actually true. My mom’s initial slight laughter at our juvenile humor slowly turned to tears. Noticing this change in demeanor, we nervously asked her what was wrong. She then told us that we could never know how hard it was for her, a young immigrant women with little knowledge of cool California English speak and even less money, to come to the U.S. married to a man she hardly knew. Everything about that moment–my mom’s tears, the harshness of the truth behind her words, and the space between us–changed me. I’ll never forget it.

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