What it's like to be the child of immigrants | Michael Rain
Michael Rain is on a mission to tell the stories of first-generation immigrants, who have strong ties both to the countries they grew up in and their countries of ...
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I remember one morning when I was in the third grade, my mom sent me to school with a Ghanaian staple dish called "fufu." (Laughter) Fufu is this white ball of starch made of cassava, and it's served with light soup, which is a dark orange color, and contains chicken and/or beef. It's a savory, flavorful dish that my mom thought would keep me warm on a cold day. When I got to lunch and I opened my thermos, releasing these new smells into the air, my friends did not react favorably. (Laughter) "What's that?" one of them asked. "It's fufu," I responded. (Laughter) "Ew, that smells funny. What's a fufu?" they asked. Their reaction made me lose my appetite. I begged my mother to never send me to school with fufu again. ...
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I remember one morning when I was in the third grade, my mom sent me to school with a Ghanaian staple dish called "fufu." (Laughter) Fufu is this white ball of starch made of cassava, and it's served with light soup, which is a dark orange color, and contains chicken and/or beef. It's a savory, flavorful dish that my mom thought would keep me warm on a cold day. When I got to lunch and I opened my thermos, releasing these new smells into the air, my friends did not react favorably. (Laughter) "What's that?" one of them asked. "It's fufu," I responded. (Laughter) "Ew, that smells funny. What's a fufu?" they asked. Their reaction made me lose my appetite. I begged my mother to never send me to school with fufu again. ...
