Member Poem

I am from a place unknown, with a complex language that includes many symbols, and classic fairytales I don’t understand.
I am from a place that I do not know, for I wasn’t there for long.
I am from the home of pandas and bamboo.
I am from another side of the world, from a family I do not know, with a completely different culture.
I am from the makers of dumplings and growers of rice.
From parents who could not take care of me and wanted to find a better place for me to live.
I am from a place where I know nothing about the culture, all I know is of what we, Americans, think about my culture.
From the family who is unknown to me, the family who I assume I had, and the ones I’m told only came from one place.
I am from the place where the map on my wall shows.  The place I grew up for about ten months.  The place I visited once.  The place where I only generally know where I came from.  The place where I probably won’t find my family…