by Jessie Lutz – Chinese adoptee, high school senior, international communications manager for CCI
They call me twinkie.
An American classic.
White creme nestled in a fluffy yellow cake.
Yellow on the outside white on the inside.
Overwhelmingly sweet.
But there is nothing sweet about being stuck between two worlds.
Too white-washed for China, too Chinese for America.
A foreigner wherever I go.
Somehow my Asian exterior is synonymous with:
mathematician, pianist, geek.
And so when I can’t do math homework,
or play 7 instruments,
or fix their computers, they call me
twinkie.
Twinkie.
A sickening sweet novelty
wrapped in ignorance.
It’s nice being the model minority.
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Jeff, were you being sarcastic? Why is it nice to be the model minority?
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Yes, I was being sarcastic. My attempt at empathy with the writer of the poem.
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Thanks for answering. 🙂 It’s hard to cipher sarcasm sometimes.
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