Shing Yin Khor delivers an illustrated tale of race and Power Rangers and ass-kickery.
Oh god this makes me want to cry and rage and laugh and hug her really, really tight. She gets it, the way only another Asian women could get it. I love this.
"Years later, I’ll hear my old accent called ‘cute’, but I’m sixteen now, and all I want to do is fit in."
As a Malaysian living in Australia, my boyfriend once called my accent “cute”. Despite his well intentions, I seethe with anger whenever someone reduces women of colour to “cuteness” or “exoticness”. This year, the school I’m in organised a drama contest to see which House could produce the best play. One House did a play on Chinese New Year. It won; the judge (who was a qualified and well-known professional) said that the play was full of “exotic characters and costumes”. And that’s when I realised, in sadness, that racism exists everywhere, even in the professional and educated world.