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Hi there my fellow Hapas, I am Ali!

I guess the mere identification of being a Hapa sets people apart, in a good way of course! :)

I am proud of my genealogy and ethnicity  because it is a large part of who I am and how my attitude and thinking differs from others.

The fact that I was born and have lived most of my life in south India takes people by surprise because I haven’t unfortunately inherited those south Indian features as my Indian ancestry originates from the north.

Next time I am asked to explain my different looks, I might as well just say that I am Hapa and a happy one at that! :)

A great man once said “…”

Alright I don’t have a cool and thoughtful quote to kick this off. So, I’m like this half Persian, half Filipino guy and stuff.

Born and raised in the ghettos (err suburbs) of Washington D.C., I never acknowledged my heritage because ethnicity was rarely brought up in the political correctness of the politics-driven areas surrounding the capital.

It’s only when I moved to California more than a decade ago that the many, many Asians in my high school (Arcadia, CA) asked me “Um…what are you?”

Luckily I couldn’t hear them due to height difference and the tendency to walk away mid-conversation (I profusely apologize in advance if I ever meet you), but their faintly-heard questions did eventually echo as I sought out more opportunities to connect with my halves in college. Read More

My name is Summer Ray and I am Cambodian, French, Persian, and Chinese on my mom’s side and German, Irish, and English on my dad’s side. My mom was born in Cambodia and her parents were assassinated by the Khmer Rouge. My mom and her siblings were then sent to the U.S. and were raised by family friends. She eventually met my dad, a California native. The combination of my ethnicity is truly unique and something I enjoy about myself very much.

People often ask me about my ethnicity because of my very fair skin and almond shape eyes. Some people are surprised when they hear I am part Asian while others are curious about what kind of Asian I am. I have a lot of people tell me how exotic I look. I have never been called a “hapa” except by my aunt on my mom’s side who uses it to describe a mixture of ethnicities. I love being mixed and would never want it any other way!

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