My name is Adam Wong. A young Chinese man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved here from the People's Republic of China in the summer of 2009. I attend Carleton University, where I major in Civil Engineering. As the story starts, I'm walking out of the Police Station in downtown Ottawa where I had to clear my name due to an unfortunate incident. A couple of White guys from the redneck town of Calgary, Alberta, got mad when they saw me with my girlfriend Kristen Hawthorne, who happens to be White. They attacked me, and I royally kicked their butts. White guys in Canada think Chinese women belong to them but they get mad when they see a White lady with a Chinese guy. I'm that rare Chinese man who is fearless. And I'm going to pay for it. Welcome to my life.
I'm used to people making assumptions about me before getting to know me. I'm a Chinese guy living in the Confederation of Canada. I happen to be six feet tall, which people find strange because I'm Asian and we're supposed to be short. I'm also quite assertive. My father James Wong is a Chinese national and my mother Heather Wellington is of British and Scottish descent. She's lived with my father in Hong Kong since the early 1980s. Mom teaches English at the University of Hong Kong. She has dual British and Chinese citizenship. My pops is a General in the Chinese Army. He taught me to be proud of my origins. I guess I'm technically biracial but in the eyes of the Western world, if you look part Asian then you're Asian. I came to the City of Ottawa because I wanted to explore life outside the Republic of China these days. The City of Ottawa is a strange place, man. There are lots of mixed couples out here. Lots of Black men with White women. Lots more White men with Asian women. And people, especially White people, always stare when they see a Chinese guy with a White woman. Or a Black man with a White woman. Yet they never give a second look to a White guy with a non-White woman. What gives?
A lot of the Chinese guys I see around the City of Ottawa kiss up to White folks. Not me. My parents taught me to have self-respect and pride. At Carleton University, I encountered a lot of racism. A lot of the same White students who hang out with Chinese folks call us chopsticks behind our backs. I find the racial hypocrisy of White Canadians to be appalling. I don't have any White friends at Carleton University and I don't need them. Not if they're going to say racist shit behind my back the moment I'm ten steps away. Still, I had to have a few friends though. I befriended Jamal Lewis, this tall Black man I met in my Society And Engineering Class. He's from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I was puzzled to find an authentic African-American at Carleton University. Canada's Capital University seemed an odd choice for an American student, don't you think?
Why leave the United States of America, the Land of Opportunity, for the dregs of Ottawa, the Capital of Canada, most bigoted land in the Western Hemisphere? Jamal Lewis told me he'd gotten bored of Northeastern University in his hometown of Boston and felt like spending a semester or two abroad. I thought that was cool. I found this Black American guy more polite and friendly than most of the White Canadian guys I met on the Carleton University campus. He surprised me by speaking to me in fluent Mandarin. As it turns out, Jamal Lewis grew up in a Chinese neighbourhood in the City of Boston. He was really into Chinese culture and had lots of Chinese-American friends back home. This goes to show you that stereotypes are absolutely wrong. I pity my fellow Asian students at Carleton University who shun Black folks and play sycophant to the two-faced White students. Seriously.
Jamal Lewis introduced me to his buddies. Starting with his football player cousin Henry Lewis and his girlfriend Lynne Chang, a Chinese gal from the City of Toronto. What a pair they made. A Chinese woman with a Black American boyfriend living in the Capital of Canada. As a Chinese man, it didn't bother me in the least. Jamal Lewis was a good friend and a gentleman. He was always respectful in his dealings with Lynne Chang, and I could tell they loved each other. To be honest, I noticed that White guys on campus gave funny looks to Lynne Chang and Jamal Lewis when they saw them walking around holding hands. Asian men didn't give them dirty looks for the most part but White men did. I found it oddly funny and kind of sad. Here I am, an authentic Asian man born and raised in china, and I don't mind seeing my Black buddy with his Chinese girlfriend. And White guys get mad when they see Black guys with Chinese women because they assume the Chinese women are their exclusive property as White males. The arrogance on these European bozos!
