University of Toronto (Part One)

University of Toronto is a place many Richmond Hill Asians are familiar with. Our successful cousins who graduated from law school and medical school went there. When we immigrated to Toronto, our parents took iconic photos in front of King's College and planned our educational futures from then on. By default, UofT is the pinnacle of... Continue Reading →


The Art of Building a Bunker and Dismantling “Cultural Sensitivity”

Last week, Obese Chipmunk and I went to see a play called The Art of Building a Bunker. I'm writing this post because my prof promised to give me extra credit for broadcasting my opinions online and starting a critical debate. And, as good Asian who wants extra credit, I am doing just that. Actually, kidding. I'm tackling the play... Continue Reading →

Ricers and Cars

What are Ricers? The other day, my non R-Hill friend remarked: "Wow, there are a lot of ricers here."  This surprised me, because as a long term citizen of Richmond Hill, I'd assumed these cars were normal. Then I opened my eyes and realized how prevalent the "ricer" phenomenon is, and its implications on our (sub)urban landscape.... Continue Reading →

Corporal Punishment

Having completed her summer full-time job from Hell, R-Hill Asian is finally back and writing! Today's topic is corporal punishment (this may be a sensitive topic). Something every ethnic (non-White) kid will understand, growing up, is corporal punishment. Sorry, white kids of the Gen X and Y generation, but you never had it the way we Asians did.... Continue Reading →

Happy Father’s Day!

Here's the obligatory highly original and heartfelt Father's day online post in which I'll talk about why my (Asian) dad is so awesome. Like most other Asian dads, he: Studied engineering. Wears long, white socks up to his knees. Had high expectations for the maths and sciences until recently. I'll elaborate on this later. Forced me into... Continue Reading →

Chinese School

Chinese School was a informal jail that every Chinese kid attended on Friday evenings or Saturday mornings - aka. the prime time of youth. (If you are an Asian of another ethnic origin, you might've attended a similar style of home-language schooling.) As a young girl, I was jolted awake every Saturday morning, a schoolbag shoved into... Continue Reading →

Reporting from the Motherland: Parental Love

As you know, Richmond Hill Asian has just returned from the ultimate Asian trip to Hong Kong, Singapore, and Tokyo to explore her cultural roots. Sponsored by her parents, this trip gave the opportunity to reclaim whatever Asianness she could in the midst of otherwise Canadian whitewashedness. (Actually, this trip was really just to attend a wedding in Singapore... Continue Reading →

Bubble Tea

Bubble Tea/Boba Tea/Pearl Milk Tea is the staple drink of the Richmond Hill Asian, who lives among some of the best and most reknowned bubble tea shops in the GTA. Every Richmond Hill Asian recalls the pure childish glee of finally acquiring one such drink after getting an A; recalls this sipping this delicious drink with... Continue Reading →

Being Late

An Asian will arrive only on the dot, or in various increments of lateness depending on the context. Arriving early, even to self-compose or mentally prepare for an event, is a waste of time that the Asian could have spent doing something else. It is also awkward to arrive at a social gathering only to... Continue Reading →

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