Last night, Lavonne insisted that I not do any school work (that in itself is a big deal), and we played games all night. After rounds of Pick 4 (Thao & Peter- we've introduced this game to soooo many people!), and Perpetual Commotion (aka Dutch Blitz or Nertz), we ended the night playing... Life: the Star Wars
version. I actually bought the game for my 5th graders at a thrift store, but keep forgetting to bring it to school. I don't know why, but we were cracking up the whole time. It took us quite a while to figure out how to actually play the game. Everything just seemed so funny, especially when Jason put in his Star Wars Soundtrack. (And no, we weren't "drinking" anything)! It neared midnight when the game finally ended. Jason was a Sith Lord, and both Don & Lavonne became Jedi Knights. I was too tired to finish the game. I guess you can say I dropped out of Jedi training. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsSy8HJgJbiMMvqaOI-wSBo5qUI3B9k91KANOQShd7NL9YXsJHyxaPJfO759dhE4COsXH9bv1IW9rYdu9tax-dERzW2oOI_TOckfrAmHxBOOmm8acR-nJFqf-Ltf0XOEThEkeQ9EZ2rmn/s320/DSCN2942.JPG)
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Don & Lavonne
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Belated Vietnamese New Year Lunch
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Chopsticks and Fork
Last week, I mentioned how celebrating Vietnamese New Year's helps me to embrace my heritage. Being Vietnamese is part of my identity. I often think about Gracie and wonder what I can do to help her grow up with a healthy identity of her own. In our society nowadays, it's so easy to just gloss over everything, and assume that we live in an age where people are accepted no matter what ethnic backgrounds they come from. It's ideal, but not reality. I can't tell you how many times I've been asked by people if Gracie is mine. I am well aware that for the rest of my life, I will be asked that question. There is nothing that could cause me to reflect on my identity and who I am more than when a person questions whether or not my daughter is mine, simply because of how she looks. I've often been told that Gracie looks like her dad. Does she really look like Jason, or is it because she doesn't have distinct Asian features so people naturally think she doesn't look like me? I don't want Gracie to grow up feeling like she has to decide between two cultures: her mom or her dad's. Or, that since she's multi-racial, that she doesn't have a cultural background to call her own. There are so many stereotypes that she is going to have to come to terms with. In a book I read last year about raising multi-racial kids, some "mixed kids" often feel "mixed up." Being told that a person is part of one thing and part of another often makes them feel as if they aren't "whole." We're going to try and help Gracie understand that she is fully Vietnamese and fully white/Mennonite. She is a whole person. We're going to try and introduce her to as much of our cultures as we can. From her mom's culture, that includes learning how to use chopsticks.
Gracie embracing her cultural identity: chopsticks AND fork
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
A Day in a 5th Grade Teacher's Life
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Sunday, February 18, 2007
Chuc Mung Nam Moi! (Happy New Year!)
Last night, we had some friends come over to feast on some Asian dishes. I made a Vietnamese Chicken Salad, a Spinach & Watercress Stir-Fry, and Spring Rolls (Imperial). My mom is well-known for her Spring Rolls. Of course, nothing could compare with Mom's, but look, Mom! How did I do?
It was a great time! Thank you again for helping me celebrate!
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Gracie's New Dollhouse
On another note, remember in the last post how I mentioned that Gracie had yet to to color on the walls? Well, it was bound to happen, right? Not only did she color on the walls this past week, but she used markers... and they weren't our walls! She colored on our friends' walls!!! Aaghh!! My jaw dropped when I saw the scribbles all the way down their hallway. She was in charge of cleaning it up- thank goodness they were washable markers and easily wiped away. Will we be so lucky next time? Probably not. (Sorry again, Russ & Alison!)
Saturday, February 3, 2007
Cra-nons
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One of the first things she'll do when we get home every day is run towards her table yelling, "Cra-nons!" She can spend a lot of time just sitting and coloring. This last week, Jason's mom came over for dinner, and of course Gracie spent some quality time coloring with Grandma.
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