You know how the story goes: someone in your family — likely your father/mother, uncle/aunt, or grandfather/grandmother — crossed the Atlantic by boat. Then, they opened a take-out restaurant in a corner of this country. From the rural villages back in Fuzhou, they succeeded in carving out a space in America.
But with success came sacrifice.
Not only did our parents give up their personal freedoms, but many of us also grew up in socially disconnected environments, stranded between assimilating into American life and helping out at the family restaurant.
We lacked a community that fully understood our struggles with family relations, social dynamics, and personal identity. Fuzhou America (FZA) is that safe space.
Here, at FZA, the next generation find peers who think like us, sound like us, and feel like us.
