My Other Mother
My nanny helped raise me. Now it’s time for me to get to know her children
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Writing in My Father’s Voice
My parents lived through the Partition of India. To tell their stories, I had to put myself in their shoes
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How Northern Landscapes Helped Shape My Queer Identity
In the boreal, locked between the tundra, the coastal rainforests, and the prairies, I learned to relate to my body beyond my gender
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If a Book Is Published in a Pandemic, Will Anyone Read It?
We already undervalue our artists. COVID-19 has only made it worse
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Why Home-Schooling Was Right for Me
When school stifled my creativity, my parents turned to independent learning
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Race Is a Story and No Single Narrative Defines Me
In a Toronto classroom, I was forced to confront how language makes one person “other” to the next
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We Turned Our Pet Chickens Into Dinner
First we bonded over our unusual pets. Then we bonded over butchering them
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Taking Hallucinogens with My Mom
When my mother was diagnosed with cancer, she didn’t want chemo. Instead, she tried every other potion under the sun
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Family on the Front Lines of a Pandemic
Until my uncle was sent to care for patients in Wuhan, the outbreak didn’t feel real to me. If only we had all paid attention sooner
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The Pressure to Describe My “Background”
As a Black child in a brown family, I had to learn how to define my identity in a new way
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