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Personal Narrative: My Personal Experiences Of Vietnamese Americans

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Growing up I was embarrassed about letting people know that I was born in Vietnam. Although my family immigrated to America when I was barely one year old, I did not let anyone know including my best friends. In my community, there was a stigma against Vietnamese Americans that were not born in America. I remember seeing my peers tease Vietnamese kids that could not speak English properly or how they are so “old fashioned”. Of course, I avoided associating with this, so I pretended to be someone I am not by ignoring my Vietnamese heritage. When I got older, I saw how important it was to stay true to one’s culture. With the help of dancing, I became proud of my Vietnamese heritage and it helped me grow as a person. As a little girl, I love

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