When my loving parents came to America, the land of dreams, they came looking for a better and brighter future - better jobs, better opportunities, and better standard of living. My dad began his life in America doing business for whoever offered him some. He was very energetic and ambitious towards getting the many opportunities that are available in America. His homeland, Hong Kong, didn't have these opportunities; he could work all his life to no avail. He liked American culture because of this. On the contrary, he found that workplaces at the time to be pretty racist. He didn't like this because, economically speaking, racism's opportunity costs are too high. He enjoys the diversity that American brings, but doesn't understand why people discriminate because of race. In the end, this didn't bother him too much as he focused on his dreams of being a successful businessman. My mom shares very similar opinions with my dad. They both are very accepting of the new culture, but don't understand the prejudices that exist between "races."
Both my parents enjoy American culture for the most part, partaking in "daily body ritual... [and] mouth-rite", but not in the seeking of the "holy-mouth-man" (Miner 10).
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