CHINESE CANADIANS

Andrea Yu

I Was My Mother's Guide When She Returned To Hong Kong

"It's a totally brand new city. I don't recognize anything," my mom says, gazing wide-eyed out of the decades-old tram and into the chaotic streets of Hong Kong. It's been 33 years since she moved from Hong Kong to Toronto and four months since I did the opposite. This is how I became my mother's tour guide in her own hometown.
Isabelle Khoo

I'm A Chinese-Canadian ‘Banana' And Proud Of It

My mother calls me a banana. In her words, I'm white on the inside, but yellow on the outside. She's not wrong. As a Chinese-Canadian, I often call myself the whitest Asian you'll ever meet. While this used to stem from a rejection of my Asian culture, being a banana has become my identity as a child of a Chinese immigrant.
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Chinatown Belongs To All Of Us

I didn't grow up in Chinatown. Neither did my mother and father. My ancestors didn't come to North America to pan for gold or build the railroad. No one in my family paid a head tax. Chinatown was just a place we visited every weekend to stock up on supplies. Even still, this neighbourhood, this community, this place we call "Chinatown" has become very near and dear to my heart.
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B.C.'s Long History Of Discrimination

VANCOUVER - In 1876, a motion was put forward in the British Columbia legislature that called on the government to prevent Canada from being flooded with "a Mongolian population" that would ruin B.C.'...
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The Racist Talent Show Judge Who Makes Simon Cowell Look Good

A somewhat awkward, bespectacled Chinese man by the name of Xiao Wang wandered onto the stage of Holland's Got Talent. The PhD student announced he would perform a rendition of "La donna è mobile" from Verdi's Rigoletto. And that's when Judge Cornelis Willem Heuckeroth, who goes by the nickname Gordon, cracked his first joke: "Which number are you singing? Number 39 with rice?"