Learn my name: confronting overt and subtle racism

When my parents came to this country 19 years ago, carrying me in a baby carriage and my older sister in a stroller, one of their first tasks was to write down our names in English for the first time. From what they tell me, they briefly considered giving my sister and me “American” names, like Michael and Katie or Brian and Megan, but for one reason or another they ultimately decided on translating our given Korean names phonetically.