{"id":12619,"date":"2014-04-06T02:32:30","date_gmt":"2014-04-06T02:32:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/challengedetroit.org\/blog\/ruthmclachlin\/?p=62"},"modified":"2014-04-06T02:32:30","modified_gmt":"2014-04-06T02:32:30","slug":"the-unfortunate-thing-about-lines","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/challengedetroit.builtrare.com\/blog\/the-unfortunate-thing-about-lines\/","title":{"rendered":"The Unfortunate Thing About Lines"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The seatbelt sign flashed off and I tugged my travel bag from under the seat in front of me. As I stepped off the airplane, my senses were assaulted with an excess of oddities. The world was brighter and sleeker, the air smelt obscenely crisp, and I had a hard time tuning out the loud conversations surrounding me. I fumbled at the cashier trying to identify the coins in my hand and yet everyone was moving so slow. I was convinced the world could see through my confusion as if the word \u201cforeigner\u201d was stamped across my head in bold letters. I had just landed in Canada\u2026which, according to my passport, should have felt like home. You see, I grew up in China. My father\u2019s job moved us to Hong Kong when I was six and I lived there all the way up until I went to high school in Shanghai. I loved it. And even though people regularly stared or called me names, I fully embraced my Chinese heritage. My friends knew to call me Asian because I would correct them if they said otherwise. On standardized tests, I would circle \u201cOther\u201d or \u201cAsian\u201d under ethnic background because I hated being called White. The biggest compliment would be from the friend who\u2019d say, \u201cRuth, you\u2019re more Asian than I am.\u201d or from the delivery man who\u2019d be shocked at my complexion after I spoke Chinese to him on the phone.<\/p>\n<p>I remember the first time I realized I was white. It was during orientation at college when all six hundred first-years were told to stand in a huge circle in the gym and asked to step forward if we identified with statements such as \u201cStep in if you\u2019re 18. Okay, step out.\u201d And so on. I think it was supposed to be unifying but once the leader hit ethnicity, my confidence buckled. \u201cStep in if you\u2019re white.\u201d I couldn\u2019t bring myself to enter the circle and I noticed my neighbors casting glances. \u201cStep in if you\u2019re Asian.\u201d I inched forward, and was painfully aware of the fact that I was the only white person in the middle. I backed out quickly. I kept hoping \u201cbi-cultural\u201d, \u201cmulticultural\u201d or even \u201cculturally confused\u201d would come up but they never did. That experience spiraled me into a year-long identity crisis where I wrestled with the fact that, while I felt Chinese, my own skin projected a different persona. I came to realize that even though conforming to preconceived notions might make others, or even at times myself, more comfortable; I was living a fragmented life. Instead, I have embraced my own complexity and have gained freedom to enjoy all that makes me unique. I am slowly learning how to be at home within myself\u2026and that means I can be at home anywhere.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The seatbelt sign flashed off and I tugged my travel bag from under the seat in front of me. As I stepped off the airplane, my senses were assaulted with an excess of oddities. 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