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My Uncle, My Inspiration

We’re on a long road, navigating low hills and wet fields, when I finally hear my beloved uncle’s story. The end of the road is Luang Prabang for a business trip. With my life in Laos coming to a close and acceptance finally hitting me, my emotions decide to dance erratically between an Olympic sprint and some major marathon. Upheaval and migration does that, I guess. Three years of turbulence and injustice gush out of me, pouring out in a sloppy, slushy rant. My uncle continues to drive. He stays quiet for a time before turning to me and, with a steady look, begins to tell me about his humble beginnings. “Listen kid, you ain’t got it so bad and you’re going to realize that one day.” Those simple words coupled with that calm gaze of his settles my electric youth down, immediately. “I was born down south, the second son to a Jek (Chinese) mother and a Keo (Vietnamese) father. They were dirt poor immigrants who came here with nothing. My dad somehow got …

Staff Favorites: January 2018 – Childhood Heroes (non-relation)

For the new year, we’re starting something new here at Little Laos on the Prairie. Every month, the staff will unveil our favorites for that month’s theme. It gives us a serious chance to let loose a little–and it gives you the opportunity to get to know us a little better! Besides, does asking “What’s your favorite Lao dish” ever get old? We don’t think so because we never tire of hearing about food! This month, in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr. we asked our staff about a non-relative that made a profound difference in their childhood. Who were your heroes growing up, and why? –Saysomphorn Sisavatdy, ssisavatdy@gmail.com ~~ Donna Luangmany: As a child of the 90’s, I grew up with Lip Smackers, YTV (that’s a kid’s channel, for all you non-Canadians), and of course, pop music. The first album I ever owned belonged to the original queen of pop: Mariah Carey. I couldn’t get enough of “Daydream”. When I wasn’t listening to it, the album booklet was permanently in my hands. An avid reader from …