Whitewash: The story of Asian American history
<p>December 7th was my least favorite day throughout elementary school.</p>
<p>Every year on that day, an intercom announcement would blast through the classrooms to owe remembrance to the attack on Pearl Harbor. Every year, I would sit in my seat and pray for the moment to pass. My sister and I were the only Japanese students in our school district, and I single-handedly carried the feelings of guilt, embarrassment, and shame at the mention of my home country. Back then, I didn’t quite understand where those feelings came from, but my discomfort showed through flushed cheeks and sweaty palms.</p>
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