My mom immigrated to the U.S. from Taiwan when she was three years old. My grandpa had moved a few months earlier to pursue his education. When my mom and grandmother flew to the United States, they could barely scrape up enough money to get the plane ticket. When my mom and grandma arrived, both of my grandparents had to work to provide enough money for the family. My mom was left in daycare all day. She was a three year old, left in a cheap day care, and she didn’t know a word of English. She felt unhappy because she was separated from her only connection and had to be with mean strangers. She had no idea what to do and the first English word she learned at daycare was “No!”. Growing up, my mom had to move around the country a lot because
