Contrary to its reputation as an extreme sport, freediving has meditative aspects.
To lose whiteness is to compress the white half, to describe it awkwardly, to never know how to address it.
I lost my mother when I was young. So women like Michelle Kwan, Tara Lipinski, and Sasha Cohen taught me about femininity and fierceness.
Before I visited the Partition Museum, I had a sense that all the years of self-erasure could be undone if I just heard, watched, read enough. Now I’m beginning to rethink that strategy.
Dr. Couney settled in the United States in 1903, when he began exhibiting incubator babies on Coney Island every summer. “Infant Incubators With Living Babies,” the sign above the building read.
If my grandfather could remain optimistic into his eighties, then how could I let myself become jaded in my twenties?
“I realized I had to change or I was going to lose you,” my mother told me. “So I did.”
“People really want to fit Native people into a box, in this safe stereotype space. I defy every single stereotype anyone has ever held about Native people. I enjoy breaking those stereotypes, completely smashing them.”
I felt humiliated singing a song about honor when I could only feel shame. As I stood in yellowface, I had finally fulfilled my quest to become white.