I am a Chinese American since I was born in New York City. My mom is from Hong Kong and my dad is from China. I have two younger siblings: Elizabeth and Lew. English is spoken throughout my household due to the fact that my mom learned English since she was born in Hong Kong and that my dad moved to America when he was very young. The reason why I don’t speak any Chinese is because my parents never spoke it. I also have a Chinese American friend named Ryan who, just like me, doesn’t speak Chinese. Many of my cousins don’t speak Chinese either.
I live in a very tough family. My parents are hardly understanding of my disability (Asperger’s syndrome). What’s worse is that they demand a lot of me. My theory on my tough parents is that the Chinese can be very harsh in criticizing their own culture, government and society. Plus, I feel my parents give me severe scolding a lot. My mom understands my disability more than my dad.
I consider myself unique since I have Asperger’s. Asperger's syndrome is an autism spectrum disorder that is characterized by significant difficulties in social interaction, along with restricted and repetitive patterns of behavior and interests. Having Asperger’s means that I have certain talents and certain difficulties. I have a very good memory for the subjects and topics that spark my interest. One of my strong points and interests is geography and other countries and cultures of the world. I am often able to help my mom and my brother out when they have questions on geography and other countries. But I have trouble being around other people. I may also have difficulty with some things most people don’t have trouble with. Thanks to my mom, I went to a special needs school called The Child School/Legacy High School.
Despite the fact that I live in a tough family, I sometimes feel lucky to have a family like the one I have now. After all, I try to make the best out of everyone and everything. Sometimes I believe it’s my name that affects my life – and makes me different from my mom and dad – and which explains why I’m so mild tempered.
Tom Rosenberg asks in his book “Changing My Name After Sixty Year,” what’s in a name? How does one’s name affect his or her life? I decided to look up the meaning of my name since the book had a major impact on me. The definition of my name meant gift of God. I was so surprised to learn that I had such a wonderful name. Then I reflected back to when I met certain people who thought I was a wonderful, sweet person. I was having a feeling that a person’s name and the meaning of it can affect his or her lifestyle and personality. The way a person’s name sounds or is pronounced can also affect his or her personality.
When I entered The Child School/Legacy High School, my teachers and peers gave me the nickname Johnny. Sometimes they called me Johnny and my last name.
I remember when I first met my personal psychologist. The second I was done with my very first appointment, she told my mom that she thought I was very sweet. I told the doctor that my dad is very critical of me. She believes the things my dad says about me are not true. My former principal thinks I’m a wonderful person, even if she sometimes yelled at me before. Even when she reprimanded me, I always knew she meant well. Sometimes I told the principal about how critical my dad was of me. After she listened to my side of the story, she explained that my dad came from a culture where he did not experience freedom, and as a result expressed emotions differently. This was his way showing me that he loved me. She also told me I was a wonderful person, no matter what my father or anyone else said. She suggested I just throw it out the window and not let it get to me. I tried to follow her advice and make the best out of all the freedom I have. Both women helped me to understand that even if I have a disability, I am wonderful in my own way.
I sometimes try to understand that both my parents lived tough lives and went through difficult childhoods. Both my parents grew up in small apartments in Manhattan. They also worked constantly. My mom stated that she hardly ever watched TV when she was little because she was always in school, taking classes. Since both my parents originated in different parts of China, I feel that’s another reason why they’re very different in terms of personality.
Since I’m Chinese, studying is a major focus in my home. My parents make me study a lot. I see my mom studying with my brother and watching over him all the time. Sometimes, even though I’m a college student now, I study with my mom. Due to constant studying, I often get good grades in school. Lots of people think I’m a good student. I feel good getting good grades in school. Sometimes I do little or no studying at all, and I still get good grades on tests.
Chinese parents also want their children to be as productive as possible which is the reason why my dad harps on me a lot about my education and what I’m learning in school. My dad wants me to get my Liberal Arts degree at Queensborough Community College so that I can become a tour guide.
There are times when I feel lucky to live in this family. My therapist believes that my mom does a lot for me. My sister thinks that my mom is very tolerant of my behavior. Sometimes I feel that my mom does a lot for me to prove that she is looking out for my best interests. In return, I help my mom out with the housework, like the chores and cooking. My mom tells others that I am very helpful around the house. I help out with the laundry, mopping, vacuuming, and even washing the cars.
I feel good being a nice person and doing nice things for others.
Hey Folks! This is Adventure Girl. I'm back for another go-round of a trip called Magical Moments at Disney. As I'm writing this, I'm looking out the window from Jet Blue Flight #0153. We just left JFK airport for the sunshine state. During lunchtime, I ran into one of my former day hab counselors with ANIBIC. He resurfaced as an airport crew member.
But for now let's look forward to creating lasting memories while at the Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Animal Kingdom, Downtown Disney and Hollywood Studios & everywhere we go. I would also like to check out the new Fantasyland section, which is part of Magic Kingdom.
Among our travelers is Stacy -- it's her first time going here. I can't wait to learn and try more new things on our trip -- how exciting is that? I know it's going be an an unforgettable time. What do you think? Who knew that surviving in a warmer place can be so much fun in the wintertime! (There's also a hotel pool!) As someone else would say, "LOOK OUT, HERE WE COME." I'll talk to you later because I gotta run.
Best Wishes Melanie AKA Adventure Girl.
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