Experienced yet naïve

As an Amererasian whose mother is Vietnamese and father Black(creole), I find my self very retrospective on the fact of how blessed I have been in life. I am part of the 2% of persons like myself who grew up with there parents married. I was born in Saigon in 1971, and have been stateside for about 15 years, with stints around the world. The biggest issue of being bi-cultural is the non-acceptance from either side. I have friends who are Vietnamese, but I really am not. I have friends whom are black, but I really am not. I am lucky to have been blessed with good friends who just accept me for me, and don't look into it too much. Nevertheless, It is still an issue that burdens all of "us". Because of my surename "Chavis", and I look hispanic , I have been confused as being hispanic my whole life. People speak spanish to me all the time. This is a blessing in some way. At least my level of discrimination is relegated to just that of hispanics. How ironic. Viewing these images really help me to remotivate myself, and to live life to its fullest. No matter how bad life is, it could always be worse. I will make a trip back to Vietnam with my mother, for the first time in my life in the Summer of 2001. I hope there is something I can do to improve someones life on that trip.

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