It was a Friday in the Second Grade.
I was eight.
Home after school.
With hopes and dreams.
Hopes of acting,
Dreams of singing,
I knew that this,
Was my future.
So I went,
To tell my dad,
About my hopes.
About my dreams.
"I want to sing!"
I say happily.
"And also act!"
"For my future job!"
He looks down,
Down at me,
With a disappointed look.
"Listen now, Ava,"
He tells me.
"Asians don't make it."
"Never on T.V."
"Never in media."
"Pick a different job."
I am sad.
"Like what, dad?"
There is no hesitance.
"Like a doctor."
"It is profitable."
"Ava, become a doctor."
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i decided to rewrite this chapter b/c i thought it'd suit the story much more.
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Alienated | Letters from Life
PoetryA story following a girl and how she deals with racism. [One of three books in the Letters from Life trilogy.]
