The Six Types of Asians You’ll Meet In Naperville

Last week, while discussing Li-young Lee’s poem, Persimmons, a few group members and I attempted to dissect the Chinese language references and allusions the speaker includes. Unfortunately for Haley Cush, the only non-mandarin speaker at our table, we soon began to converse in Chinese entirely, leaving her awkwardly trying to bring the conversation back to English. 

A few days later we read Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S Elliot. While the speaker describes his escapades through a city, he mentions eating oysters at a restaurant. Apparently, this was a matter of immense importance, because I soon found myself in Haley’s shoes, a listener, as my group members passionately discussed the aphrodisiac qualities of oysters and their implication of sexual behavior… to put euphemistically. I also earned a new description: “Neil the prude.”

Yet my recent encounters with contrasting cultures and a lack of awareness have proven one thing: we aren’t woke enough as a generation. Recent incidents at Naperville Central and Buffalo Wild Wings have made national headlines, bringing blatant racism right into the literal “bubble” in which we were raised. In fact,  last month, I was lucky enough to have had my first directly racist encounter! 

Restaurant where black customers told another customer did not want to be seated next to them because of their race

 

Racist post that ignited Central’s incident

Walking home from the Starbucks in downtown Naperville one night, two younger teens from Central approached me and began heckling me, addressing me as “Ching-Chong”. After I told them to go home because it was past their bedtime, they dismissed me as a “homo-fag-bitch from North.”

While this experience was jarring to say the least, I noticed I wasn’t really fazed by it. In an almost disturbing way, I think I just accepted the fact that people would be racist and that racism is an aspect of human nature that will exist in some way in society. 

But enough with all the backstory — let me get to the point. 

As a generation, we need to be more cognizant about our subliminal thoughts and generalizations. Speaking with Haley Cush on this matter, we decided to approach this topic in a satirical way: by acknowledging the stereotypes, specifically the types of people that make up our race, in order to communicate the idea that there’s much more to every person than the color of their skin. 

1. AP-sians: 

First on this list are your stereotypical Asian nerds. Some characteristics of AP-sians are having the same number of Rubik’s cubes, college textbooks on their bookshelf, and AP classes on their transcripts. AP-sians will not settle for any grade with a minus sign next to it or containing the letters B, C, D, and F.

 

You’ll find AP-sians in their natural habitat using Rogerhub to calculate the score they need to get on their final to bring their A up to an A+, or researching how many questions they can miss on their next AP exam and still get a 5. Occasionally, AP-sians will hang out together, but it’s usually just so they can edit each others’ college essays. It’s a step up in the evolutionary timeline from chimpanzees picking fleas out of their friends’ backs.

AP-sians tend to follow the all powerful doctrine of “A’s before baes”, and can constantly be heard talking about how they’ll be “sooo wild second semester” after submitting their college apps to each of the top twenty schools in the country. We all know that’s not true, though.

Though AP-sians may seem somewhat reclusive, they’re actually very interesting people. When an AP-sian decides they like something, they instinctively try to become the best they can at it. Whether it’s an academic subject or an activity, the amount of passion and dedication AP-sians can apply is awe-inspiring. 

I’ll admit, I identify with my fellow AP-sians. As a former PI+-er, my mild obsession over grades is somewhat ingrained in my head. I try not to let it bother me, but it’s kind of hard when another AP-sian across the room is proclaiming their profound success on the last calculus test. 

2. Twinkies:

Next, we have Twinkies: yellow on the outside, but white on the inside. 

Twinkies are Asians who are very much yellow, but feel most at home around white people. They are usually varsity athletes in sports other than badminton, tennis, and ping-pong (reserved for AP-sians), and are active in organizations such as student government and student boards. 

Twinkies have predominantly white friends and are typically more liberal when it comes to romance and relationships (the “A’s before baes” protocol may be breached). Twinkies can also be identified by their very aesthetic wardrobes, one thousand plus Instagram followers, and, for males, having a hairdo that’s not either a bowl cut or a buzz cut. 

Twinkies have a special set of personality traits. They typically have a similar drive and personal expectations as AP-sians, but choose to express it in a different way. Their extroverted, popular nature makes them successful in their own way. 

However, this category reflects a deeper cultural conflict: the isolation many second generation immigrants face when exposed to American culture. Twinkies are often caught between a struggle between embracing Asian culture and assimilating into American culture. As a result, they’re not entirely included by either group. This phenomenon complicates issues with racism as Twinkies may dismiss racial slurs in hopes of being accepted by the white community. (https://www.mckendree.edu/academics/scholars/issue15/puloka.htm)

This category hits pretty close to home for me. Since elementary school, I’ve had to balance by association with Chinese culture with the norms and behavior of my white friends. I believe I’m living in some middle ground. Not quite an AP-sian, but not quite a full on Twinkie either. I’ve passed my phase of trying to assimilate, and learned to appreciate Asian culture, but it’s still complicated having to juggle two sides of my identity. 

3. ABGs: 

Asian. Baby. Girls. 

The name is kind of misleading, but it’s basically a subcategory of the Twinkie. ABGs are usually somewhat subdued during high school, but after heading off to college, usually to a school in California, undergo a massive change. These changes usually include: bleaching their hair, then dying it a pastel color, pretending they are an Instagram fitness model or vlogger, and developing an addiction to bubble tea. 

The drink of choice for every ABG

But what this category reflects is a rebellion from conservative, stifling nature of many Asian households. It’s another case of exploring one’s identity, seeking to find a unique way to express oneself after conforming to a cultural expectation for years. It’s the same feeling that makes the AP-sians want to let loose second semester. After a childhood with parents who might control the way you dress, act, or communicate, ABGs could be trying to make up for lost time.

4. Hipster Asians:

Round glasses, man buns, palewave outfits, exotic coffee, and poetry. They’re the Asians whose parents allowed them to pursue a career in the arts. 

Hipster Asians are generally appreciative of indie music, free verse poetry, and basically anything that reeks of angst. They have very aesthetic Instagram feeds, smolder in their photos, and can only get work done using a heavily stickered Macbook at a crowded Starbucks. 

5. Crazy Rich Asians:

Yes, they actually exist. There’s less of this type in Naperville, but you’ll know it when you see one, likely in college. CRAs are luxury connoisseurs who strut around decked out in the latest Gucci and Louis Vouitton outfits. Forget Hondas and Toyotas, these Asians’ first cars are BMWs or Porsches. CRA’s will usually have attended a private-international-prep-school-academy-institute abroad before coming to study at an American university. CRAs will also typically excel at “country club sports” such as golf, which they’ve been groomed to play at a young age. 

6. FOBs: 

Fresh Off the Boat. Just like my parents 23 years ago. Whether they’re exchange students, studying abroad, immigrants, or tourists, it’s pretty easy, and sometimes quite hilarious identifying FOB Asians. 

Pretty much just sums it up right there

FOB Asians can be found at popular tourist destinations with oversized DSLRs hanging around their necks, wearing shirts that have misspelled American brands on them, and holding open umbrellas even though the sun is out (to prevent tanning). Many FOBs have a hard time pronouncing many English words such as “fork”, “thanks” and, well, “English”. 

Despite seeming somewhat out of place at times, FOBs are generally very eager to absorb American culture. I find that I can relate to them because our shared struggle to reconcile our conflicting identities with our cultural origins thousands of miles overseas.

However, FOBs also serve as another barrier to racial acceptance in America. Though racism towards Asian Americans is comparatively less profound than that towards African Americans, it’s the result of a centuries long process. The first Chinese immigrants who worked the railroads and gold mines in the west faced heavy racism, but over time, the American attitude towards Asian immigrants has generally improved. Yet the cause for this is quite sinister. Many historians and analysts believe it’s because the Chinese were more willing to assimilate into American culture (https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/wonk/wp/2016/11/29/the-real-reason-americans-stopped-spitting-on-asian-americans-and-started-praising-them/). They withstood the stereotypes and integrated. However, the process only ingrained these racial lines into American society. The stereotypes never disappeared, and are now a permanent obstacle preventing the total elimination of racism in America.

Hopefully, you find this to be somewhat funny, but more so, I hope you come to the realization that with the immense variety of individuals in every race, and in society as a whole, the very concept of racism and racial stereotyping is completely ridiculous. For those of you who are Asian, I hope you realize you can’t fit into a singular category. How is it possible to generalize an a person’s entire persona with a singular description? With so much more to a person than the levels of melanin in their skin, it’s imperative that we make every effort to subvert even the most subconscious of our racially discriminatory thoughts. 

 

 


https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/wonk/wp/2016/11/29/the-real-reason-americans-stopped-spitting-on-asian-americans-and-started-praising-them/

 

 

 

This is Why You Can’t Graduate Without a Fine Arts Credit:

If you attended a public elementary school at any point, you’ll know that the best day of art class was when the teacher brought out a pile of heavy, damp clay and instructed the class on how to make “pinch pots”. The pots were cool and all, but did Mrs. Picasso really give a bunch of fourth graders a material with infinite possibilities and expect to find neat rows of pinch-pots lined up in the kiln at the end of the period? Of course not!

So alongside the monsters and animals, cartoon characters and robots, there was my creation: a mystical dragon-wizard wielding a magical staff.

Sadly, for many of us those days came to an end after we chose to take a language in seventh grade. We exchanged pure creative spirit with a set of rules and restrictions. And even though North offers ceramics classes, there’s nothing like the unfettered creativity and infinite freedom that we felt while crafting our first sculptures out of clay after mashing together failed ideas and attempts.

Despite this, I’ve tried to keep some of this childhood magic in my life. I’ve continued to draw and paint, translating ideas in my mind to fill blank canvases with wonderful images (my portfolio: https://link.shutterfly.com/o0nAKY8mN0). But recently, I’ve found a new mode of design and creation that rivals the versatility of sculpting: 3D printing.

Though it sounds real space age and sophisticated, 3D printing is actually a highly accessible form of technology. Little known fact: North has eight 3D printers located in the research and design room, and as far as I know, I may be the only student using them right now. Each of Naperville’s three public libraries also has a 3D printer, which can be accessed through this website.

The idea behind 3D printing is simple. The printer’s nozzle ejects a thin sliver of plastic onto a platform and builds an object in hundreds of tiny layers, each less than a millimeter thick. Yet this simplicity only entails a vast array of possible applications. 

My first endeavors into 3D printing were during my sophomore season in Science Olympiad. I needed to create custom parts for a car we were making, since the parts and materials we were using were incompatible otherwise. I spent a few days creating a 3D mock up, sent it to the printer, and voila, a perfect design! Well, not exactly. My first attempts were quite miserable, as the dimensions I set weren’t quite up to the task. 

After a few more tries, the car began to take shape. We used the 3D printed parts to join the carbon fiber frame and hold the axles and braking mechanism. However, it was the precision in these parts that gave us the greatest success. With 3D printing, we were able to specify dimensions down to half a millimeter, when in turn allowed us to test our car with tolerances less than the thickness of a human hair. Ultimately, I believe that our 3D printed parts was what allowed us to take home the state championship in that event.

The car that won state. Note the 3D printed blue pieces holding the vehicle together

My most recent project, an investigation into the viability of 3D printed saxophone mouthpieces, is a testament to the versatile nature of this technology. Typically, a high quality saxophone mouthpiece will cost at least $100 — unaffordable for many student players. However, the same design made from ABS plastic and printed with high precision will only cost a few cents. After testing a few prototypes models, I find that 3D printed mouthpieces can rival their machined counterparts in tone and responsiveness, and would be great options for beginners or students.

So why am I so obsessed with 3D printing? 

Two words: artistic engineering. I’ve always loved art class, the act of making something greater than the sum of its parts. To me, the same applies for engineering, and any subject that relates to problem solving, that is. Applying an artistic approach to problem solving will allow your set of skills to take you much farther. It leads to elegant solutions, inspiration and ideas from places you never would have imagined. Because of this, creativity is an inherently necessary trait. We spent our childhoods developing it, but as young adults, we have to seek ways to apply it. 

Making art is one way, but combining art with an academic passion — in my case, engineering — unlocks another level of creativity. It’s making art with a tangible, real world impact. 

3D printing is just one key to this realm. One glance at the real world applications of 3D printing and you’ll see why:

At Rice University, researchers are experimenting with 3D printing technology to create microscopic blood vessels less than half a millimeter in diameter to pioneer the next generation of organ and tissue transplants.

Read more: https://singularityhub.com/2019/05/07/new-progress-in-the-biggest-challenge-with-3d-printed-organs/

At Columbia University, a team has developed a new method of 3D printing that allows cooked food to be printed. The high-resolution application of heat means more complex flavor combinations can be achieved.

Read more: https://3dprintingindustry.com/news/columbia-university-3d-printed-food-challenges-conventional-flavor-profiles-153419/

Meanwhile, a company called Icon has perfected a technique to 3D print houses using cement. They’re working to help solve housing issues and homelessness in large cities and design habitats suitable for interplanetary exploration. 

Read more: https://www.iconbuild.com/projects

Like the menagerie of polymorphic pinch-pots we made in grade school, there’s no limit to the creativity that can be expressed through 3D printing. However, the colorful strands of plastic that feed this tech-driven art form are only one way you can get your creative fix while chasing down an academic passion. There a limitless spectrum of ways you can actively expose yourself to creative problem solving — just find one and embrace it. 

So I urge you: the next time you’re instructed to make a pinch-pot, don’t just make another hollow gray cylinder. Scrutinize the problem, look for a creative solution, think like an artist, and when all else fails, don’t be afraid to mash it all down and restart. 

Shut Up and Danz(on) With Me

Have you heard some of the songs on the Billboard Hot 100 this year?

Someone You Loved, Sunflower, Panini, and Senorita just to name a few.  

They’re auto-tuned, generic, and cropped to fit the 3 minute attention spans of their Generation-Z listeners. 

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hating on modern music. There’s a lot of songs on the Billboard Hot 100 that are innovative in their respective genres. Take the Billy Ray Cyrus remix of Lil Nas X’s Old Town Road for example. It’s a refreshing combination of country and hip-hop — or country rap so to speak. Lil Nas X lays down a refrain that’s equal parts edgy and easygoing before Billy Ray Cyrus interjects with a rap that can only be described as red-hot and smoldering. Yeah, there are imperfections — some of the lyrics sound like they could’ve been written by a sixth grader — but the song itself is a groundbreaking experiment involving two undoubtedly American musical genres.

While the Hot 100 does give a glimpse into the latest musical innovations, it’s almost exclusively pop music. There are entire genres and sub-genres that the vast majority of American listeners will never experience: Brasshouse, New Orleans-style collective improvisation, or Shakuhachi jazz

In a society dominated by popular culture, it’s difficult to place these intriguing genres within the context of modern music. Why listen to traditional Japanese flute music when the pulsating beats of the Jonas Brothers’ latest hit can turn any car ride or road trip into a mini-rave? 

One reason: exposure. There’s no better way to immerse yourself in another culture than by listening to their music. Trips abroad, language courses, even exotic cuisine can put a serious dent in your wallet, but listening to music is free. Whether it’s Spotify, Apple Music, or Youtube, there’s an infinite number of road trips you can take without even having to leave the couch. These cyber-highways make music a window into a culture, a portal into a society’s rich history and development.

I wouldn’t entirely consider myself a musical ambassador, responsible for spreading the epic gospel of lesser known music, but I do enjoy touring these foreign art forms, usually by falling down a Youtube rabbit-hole. It only takes a few clicks before I’m led to the wonderful corners of the internet, featuring attractions such as “oscilloscope music”, which involves synthesizing music that displays images when interpreted by an oscilloscope. It’s probably easier to understand if your just watch the video:

But sometimes, listening doesn’t cut it. You need something more tangible. Therefore, I think the most entertaining form of musical exploration is to try playing it yourself. My main instrument is the alto saxophone. It’s pretty versatile, and lets me play both the smoothest jazz tunes and ultra-technical classical etudes, but it’s a very western instrument. To broaden my abilities as a wind player, I’ve experimented with traditional Chinese instruments such as the Hulusi. 

The Hulusi holds a special place in my heart not only because it was a gift from my grandfather, but also because it’s a way to connect with my heritage, a culture that goes back thousands of years. The Hulusi produces an enchanting sound, one that encapsulates the image of a farmer taking his water buffalo to the creek at dawn, dew still glistening on the grass and weeds. Though some people say it sounds electronic, I think this ambiguity only adds to the immersive nature of listening to and playing different forms of music. But I’ll let you decide for yourself:

https://youtu.be/YVNC_eYmTKM

My curiosity for uncovering these musical niches is what has drawn me to take band all four years of high school. During this time, I’ve played everything from Australian military marches to Korean folk melodies. Outside of curricular band, I’ve performed popular hits ranging from Elvis to Bon Jovi with the Show Choir Combo, and almost every decade of Jazz since the 1920s with the Jazz Ensemble. After all this, I think my relative exposure to the wide world of music has only left me craving more.

Our latest repertoire in concert band consists of two pieces: Star Wars Saga, and Danzon no. 2. Star Wars Saga is a medley of music from the Star Wars movies that retains much of its original scoring, except transcribed for concert band. It’s essentially what you’d hear when you watch the movies, not the watered down versions middle school bands play at concerts to please the parents who reluctantly signed their kids up to play the trumpet. 

The second song, Danzon no. 2, is a major tour de force. Composed by Arturo Márquez in 1994, the song is intended to reflect a Mexican and Cuban style of dance that has ingrained itself into regional folklore (Classical FM).

Just like Old Town Road, Danzon no. 2 is another musical synthesis — Afro-Caribbean rhythms mixed with western harmonies. It features both legato, lyrical phrases and pounding, percussive excerpts. But unlike Old Town Road, Danzon no. 2 is a 10 minute long piece. Despite being over 3 times as long, I would argue Danzon no. 2 is a far more exciting piece of music. Just listen to these runs: (listen about 30 seconds)

What makes Danzon no. 2 so special is Marquez’s manipulation of rhythmic organization and genre altogether within the span of several measures. Take this transition for example: (listen through violin solo)

We hear the winds playing syncopated rhythms layered over traditional Latin percussion while the strings break into irregular meters for several measures before the ensemble reconvenes and the piano jumps into this groovy montuno straight from the smoky depths of a midnight jazz club.

My appreciation for Danzon no. 2 is the culmination of all facets of musical enjoyment. Not only is it a blast to listen to — it’s a blast to play as well. To adequately perform Danzon no. 2, I’ve had to learn to play the soprano saxophone, the younger brother of my alto. Although they’re very much siblings, the soprano is a completely different animal. It sounds like the lovechild of a clarinet and a trumpet, and that’s exactly why I love it. The soprano is featured in the wind ensemble version Danzon no. 2 to replace the violin solo in the excerpt above. It’s an extremely expressive instrument, and I think it does the job perfectly: 

https://youtu.be/9xA39ZzSgMU

Just like my Hulusi, the unique sound of the soprano saxophone has allowed me to venture into the undiscovered realms of performance music. It has unlocked countless new opportunities in the classical and jazz genres alike.

I know it sounds a little pretentious to say that my new favorite song is a piece of orchestral music, but I love Danzon no. 2 not only for how it sounds, but also for what it stands for: a contemporary work with a latin twist, and a testament to the truly infinite combinations of musical genres.

So I urge you — hit pause on that “Happy Hits!” playlist on Spotify you’ve heard a hundred times already. Try a little something new. Click on something that draws your eye and see where it takes you. Or better yet, take those Airpods out of your ears and make some music with your own hands.

The best road trips are those that go unplanned, just as the best songs are those you never expected to find.


Works Cited:

“Marquez – Danzon No. 2.” ClassicFM. Classic FM, 2019. Web. 8 Nov. 2019.