I knew I wanted to go to college in America as early as middle school. In China, I went to an international school, and I spent my junior year of high school as an exchange student in Michigan where I...

At 2 a.m. one morning, I broke down and called my mom. Frantic about my decision to change my major, I told her how scared I was because journalism was all I ever thought I could do—it was all I ever...

When in a Western country, I always introduce myself as “Eliza.” Very rarely do I tell people my Chinese name, “Xinyan.” I find that most Asian youth share this habit. Adopting an English name...

On the first day of my freshman year, I discovered one of my suitemates was mixed race, just like me. She was one of the few people I’d met who could understand my confusion at navigating my multiracial...