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Minneapolis, Minnesota
Writer, teacher
I find myself at a loss for words when it comes to writing something about myself as a Korean American–something that doesn’t sound factual, chronological, geographical. Being Korean American means many things to me–as a transnational adoptee it means legal abandonment, a police station, a social worker, a foster home, an orphan hojuk, two passports, two birth certificates, a naturalization certificate, several names…
I just finished a memoir (to be published in 2011) in which I try to address all of the intersections that are part of my Korean American identity, an identity that changes as “Korea” and “America” change…it addresses different, more American aspects (the Cold War, class, whiteness, race relations) than my book of poems did…
But, aside from all of that stuff about nation and immigration, I will definitely say that I love being Korean American, I love my fellow Korean Americans and Koreans, and I am happy to be part of the larger community. I am grateful for the creators of this site for making a forum for all of us!