Hi! My name is Annabelle Linh Behrmann. My mom is Vietnamese and my dad is German. I can’t believe that there are so many other Hapas out there!
At a young age, I already loved and embraced my multiracial culture. Some people say I look more Asian, and some people say I look mixed.
In Vietnam, where I was born and raised (for about 6 years), they’re not sure if they should speak English or Vietnamese to me whenever I’m out at the mall or anywhere. They say I don’t look Vietnamese.
Now I’m living in the States, and of course some people here aren’t sure about what I am either haha! I have a couple of Asian friends, and when I told them I’m Vietnamese, they were like “WHAT?? Are you kidding me?” Then I told them I’m half German as well and they were all like “OHHHH!! I see what you mean!” Haha! Those were some incidents I had in the past.
Hey, I’m Melonie, and I have the unique identity of being half Caucasian (Mother’s side) and half Vietnamese (Father’s side).
I am so excited that I found out about this site! I have only met a handful of people who are mixed with Asian and some other ethnicity, and it is pretty awesome being able to see and learn about so many others who are just like me.
Although I have not met many people with similar ethnic backgrounds with mine, I have never had a problem with fitting in to a specific group or feeling isolated and left out. In fact, I feel like my multiracial background has given me the advantage of fitting in with a wider variety of groups.
For instance, since I am not completely Caucasian, I feel more comfortable around groups of people that are not white such as Asians, Hispanics, or African Americans. Similarly, since I am half Caucasian, I can still feel just as comfortable in a group of white people! Many of my friends are very excited that I am half Asian because most of them have never met someone with such an ethnic background.
Hi, I would like to share my story. I was born in a village called Quang Nam Da Nang in Vietnam, which is in the middle of the country near Hoi An. I was raised by my mother and older sister. I never met my father or know who he was.
I was placed in an orphanage in Hoi An after my mom died from an illness of some kind, and later got adopted by an American dad. He and I flew from Vietnam to America where his family lived in North Carolina. I was about 8 years old when this happened.
I have been a citizen in America for almost 11 years. When I moved to America, it was tough to get along with other kids in school and family. I had to learn a lot of new things, be smart, and work hard in everything that I did.
My mum is British and my dad is half Korean and half Vietnamese. He was born in Korea but moved to England in ’94 where he met my mum. Soon they were engaged and I was on the way, and they decided to move to Korea to get married and raise our family there.
But my dad’s parents did not take to my mum, and when I was just 3 months old my mum left me in Korea with my dad and went back to England, thinking that she would give me a better life.
When I was 1 my dad married a full Korean woman who also had a daughter my age. Being so young I didn’t notice any differences between me and my stepsister until I started school and kids would ask me why I was so white and where I came from.
Hi! My name is Miranda and I’m French, Vietnamese and Indian descent.
I was born in Vietnam and moved to Canada when I was 5. My mom is a Hapa too, but somehow she denies her French side and only says she’s Vietnamese when someone asks her about her ethnicity.
I love being Hapa, although I look more Asian than Caucasian. Some people see me as a halfie, but most of the time people think I’m full Asian and doubt when I tell them that I’m mixed.
I am so glad I found this website, it makes me feel empowered!
When I was a young child my classmates teased me for having “chink eyes.” I would get so upset and just cry to my mother. Continue reading
My Mother is Vietnamese and Korean, and my Dad is German and Irish.
Growing up, most people classified me as white, but some would identify me a partly Asian.
I was mostly known as white because of all of the freckles on my body, but have the facial structure of an Asian. My Dad is the one who gave me the freckles that I have.
Like every child, I observed around me trying to find people that looked like me.
I think we all want to find someone that has some kind of traits or looks that remind us of ourselves.
We all do this as children to come to terms with ‘what we are’ and try to identify with our race and heritage. I remember doing this but never really finding anyone like me.
Since a young age I’ve always felt alienated but never really knew how to express it. It’s not so easy to express how you feel about your race when you’re surrounded by only two opposite sides of the spectrum. Caucasian and Asian.
Raised by my Vietnamese grandmother, I always associated myself as being just Vietnamese.
I spoke fluent Vietnamese and could read and write it. It was not until I got older that people really started to question what I was.
For the first time, I realized how unique I am. I am like no one else I know. I am me, Hapa.