When I was born, I realized I was born in a country that was first world. No need to cry or whine.
But also I realized I was born in a system.
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I understood what life would be like as an infant overall and especially here in Canada. I even understood what life would be like as a Vietnamese in Canada.
But to survive as an unit family, with the other siblings, we took our roles.
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But immigrant parents know the way.
The thing with immigrant parents is that they know 2 sides of life.
As a Vietnamese born in Canada, I will never know their secretive ways of teaching their children or know how broad they think.