Hi, my name is Ha. I grew up moving from family to family. When I was born my mom sent me away to an orphanage because she was too young to care for me. I was used to living in squalid conditions so the last house I went to was like heaven. The last home I went to I knew it was the one where I would live for the rest of my life.
School was hard. I am used to being treated differently because I am an orphan, but this school was very hard. Kids would yell and accuse me of being a communist, my teacher chided me for every little mistake. I spent most of my time crying under the slide outside. One day I was crying about what a boy said to me and I heard footsteps. I looked up and I saw a girl standing in front of me. She bent down and took my hand, at first I fought her but then I relaxed. Her name was Emily, ever since that day school has always been better because I have Emilly. Whenever Emily comes over to my house we love to embroider beautiful pictures onto cloth. Emily's embroidery always seems ethereal to me. Emily's favorite food is glutinous rice and mine is a nice strawberry crepe. My favorite thing about Emily is the way she can tell an anecdote. Emily and I spend hours after school playing imaginary games about being stuck in a monsoon and trying to get out. My parents work in preservation centers. They are gone most of the day, but we all eat a big dinner when they get home. I love my parents so much. We go for walks on the weekends and sit and read books at night. I have never had parents as good as these ones. The first outburst of indignation I ever had was when I overheard someone saying I could be good as a farmworker. I know it sounds funny but I grew up through a lot of pain and I am still trying to get over it.