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Dreams about My Father

by Jennie S. Bev A few days ago, I was in shock and in tears. The father I never had has died a month ago and his family didn’t even bother to tell me. The man was my biological father, a confused person who didn’t know what he wanted for life, left my mother when she...

A koala mom and a tiger cub

by Jennie S. Bev Amy Chua is a “tiger mom.” My Chinese Indonesian mom is, on contrary, a “koala mom.” Amy Chua wouldn’t allow her kids to play and insist them to get straight As. My mom would ask me many times to stop studying diligently to go out and play and insist...

An education in life

 by Jennie S. Bev  In Indonesia, I went to a top-tier high school in Jakarta and the best university in the nation. In the United States, I didn’t go to an Ivy League school, instead I went to a state university and a so-so private university. Still, I did...

Life’s impermanence and momentary motherhood

by Jennie S. Bev Life is a series of impermanence. People and things come and go. There are hellos and goodbyes throughout our lifetime. But the most painful goodbye for a woman is the death of her child, either born or unborn. I did not realize how painful it was...

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