Having a second — or third — culture can be complicated. It can also be a blessing. That’s why we launched Second Gen, a series celebrating the gifts, even the bittersweet ones, passed down from our parents, communities, and cultures.
What My Immigrant Parents’ London Restaurant Means To Me
4 Nov 2021
6 Women On The Pressure Of Being The Eldest Kid Of Immigrants
6 Oct 2021
“I’m Always Carrying My History”: Second Gen Women On The ...
18 Aug 2021
Helping Family Was Hurting My Bank Account. Here’s How I Found Th...
Working Whopper Wednesdays at a Burger King as a 15-year-old was not glamorous — it meant eight-hour shifts in an uncomfortable uniform and a hat that ne
How I Celebrate My Indian Culture Alongside My Alternative Beauty...
I always imagined I’d be well equipped for my 20s: partying, meeting new people, travelling, the works. I’m slowly learning that not knowing what the h
I Hated When My Immigrant Parents Called Me A Full Canadian — But...
My parents arrived in Canada from Pakistan in the 1970s. They were part of the “please-and-thank-you” generation, swallowing their pride when getting p
Asians Moved Back Home En Masse: Then, Something Beautiful Happened
“I honestly didn't expect to love it as much as I did.”