Traditional Chinese

Stereotypical Asian Kids Dept: To make matters worse, my parents were traditional Chinese. This was a constant source of embarrassment. We ate Chinese, spent Saturday mornings in Chinese school and Sundays in Chinatown eating dim sum with my Aunt and Uncle. All my parents friends were Asian, according to Globe and Mail. I was an academic overachiever, like most stereotypical Asian kids. It was expected. But academics don t make you fit in. When I realized I had a knack for sports, I joined the school basketball team. Then volleyball and then baseball. I loved team sports. They brought me out of my shell and gave me an identity. I was part of the team and back in Grade 2 in Toronto, I was the only Asian girl in class. There was one black boy and I felt for him. We were kindred spirits in this white world. Tortured relentlessly by the other kids, we suffered silently. In Grade 4, I came home for lunch and, tired of eating noodles and rice, announced that I wanted to start eating sandwiches. My mother replied, What s a sandwich? I just stared back in disbelief. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.