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      October 30, 2021Dahee Joy KangMy Name

      When I was a baby, my name meant
      a dedication to God
      Dahee meaning Jesus’ joy
      it meant life
      it meant another black-haired baby
      in a sea full of black-haired babies
      in a country 3/4 surrounded by sea
      강다희
      Kang Dahee
      It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?
      When I was three, my name meant
      unfamiliar letters
      on a strange laminated green card
      in a foreign country
      “Joy,” they decided
      my name would be Dahee Joy Kang
      it meant a quick handing off of the card
      from the hands of a bored government worker
      to the trembling hands of my parents
      and a call for “next!”
      welcome to America
      When I was in second grade, my name meant
      a sudden realization:
      that I was different from others
      it meant a childish wish for sameness
      it meant drawing pictures of girls
      with blonde hair
      and blue eyes
      and paper white skin
      scrawling different names on my own paper
      with the desperation of an eight-year old wanting to fit in
      When I was in fifth grade, my name meant
      nervous excitement on our trip to Korea
      it meant finally feeling like I belonged
      amongst all these people who looked just like me …
      and then suddenly realising that I don’t
      belong, that is
      it meant that
      I was too “Dahee” to belong in America
      and too “Joy” to belong in Korea
      but when I came back
      my name meant crying for a week straight anyway
      because I missed being able to get lost
      in a crowd of people with the same skin as mine
      When I was in sixth grade, my name meant
      trying to make myself as American as possible
      begging my mom to stop packing me kimchi
      joking about my small eyes and good grades
      it meant laughing
      when a white boy told me that my green card
      meant my opinion didn’t matter
      it meant clenching my teeth
      as TSA agents assumed I couldn’t speak English
      it meant watching the Independence Day fireworks with tears
      because I wasn’t American enough to celebrate
      Now that I’m a sophomore, my name means
      myself
      it means two independence days
      it means my ancestors survived
      which means so can I
      it means I build a meaning for my own names
      so that it can mean something new
      for every person I meet
      Dahee Joy Kang
      It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?

      from 2021 RYPA

      Dahee Joy Kang (age 15)

      Why do you like to write poetry?

      “When I was younger, the first book that I ever read by myself was Dr. Seuss’s One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish. Now, although I have moved past Dr. Seuss, poetry has become one of my favorite forms of expression.”