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πΈπ» My asian mom.. sometimes utterly annoying because of their constant worrying, stressing and smothering. Taking care of everyone, except for themselves. I used to take it for granted, sometimes got annoyed, but now just realise how much she has sacrificed and does not understand, because she has never experienced βour current livesβ.
ππ»ββοΈ Where I grew up wearing my jeans inside out (yes, this was a trend), dyeing my hair blond (probably a little identity crisis), being extremely loud and provocative with teachers, boys and anyone in a 2 metre vicinity (puberty, is that you?) - mom and her lady friends would be ππππππππ πππππ ππ ππ πππππ ππππππππ if they would wear jeans, do anything of the above or do anything that would make them stand out in general. Their teachers in communist China would commence the day by announcing the black sheep in front of everyone at school. Mom never dared to talk to boys at school.
π¨βπ©βπ¦βπ¦ Where I βππππππ ππππ π ππππππππβ and βππππ π° ππππ ππ πππ πππ ππ ππππβ,racking up on carbon emission points where Greta Thunberg would, rightfully so, bitchslap me in the face for, mom would sleep in a 6mΒ² space with her 3 younger brothers until her 18th year. At 19 βshe really got out thereβ and was sent to the Netherlands to provide for her family.
π€·π»ββοΈπ π»ββοΈWhere we πππππ πππππ/πππππ ππππ/πππππ πππππ/πππππ ππππ, mom could choose between my dad or my uncle as marriage was required within a short time of arrival, out of fear for deportation back to China otherwise. Momβs aunt βswiped rightβ and chose dad, because βyour uncle was younger than I wasβ.
π¨π³ Where we grew up with main concerns whether βAndy loves me or notβ and βI hate my parents for putting me up with piano practiceβ, mom grew up with the main concernΒ βwhether family members were still aliveβ because of the cultural revolution and riots in China.
πWhereas Iβve got a 100+ pair sneaker collection, jackets ready for 361 seasons that will never come and a sunglass collection Anna Wintour would be scared of, Asian mom would receive πππ ππππ ππ πππππ at the start of every Chinese New Year. A couple of sizes bigger βso she could grow into themβ.
π Where I get hangry and stock up my cart with vegan snacks, chocolate-for-the-darker-days and cheeses freshly imported from the south of France, mom would spend the entire year looking forward to Chinese New Year again: the time that that πππ πππ they raised during the entire year would be slaughtered and serve as their yearly meat intake. The rest of the year theyβd survive on preserved vegetables, dried sweet potatoes and rice.
β¨β¨β¨ πΎπ πππππ πππππ ππππ π ππππ πππ, πππ ππβππ ππππ ππππ π ππππ πππ.
π©πΌΒ π©π»βπ«π©π½βππ±π½ββοΈSo.. happy international womenβs day. Happy momβs day. Happy-to-be-you-day. And letβs-just-be-grateful-weβre-women-in-todayβs-world-day.
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