Category Archives: Culture

Stories about culture and country.

A Tale Of Two Worlds

By Connor Lang

Editors Note:  This story is Part I of a series on immigrant and refugee students.

Lowell, MA- Imagine being set in a new life. Distant from your past of ease and wealth, you have been placed in the dead center of a world unfamiliar and aggravating.

 Phuc (She prefers Phie) Nguyen is an immigrant student who has thrived academically at LHS.  Phie is a funny, hardworking, and understanding individual. She speaks of her life in Vietnam. A good job, an advanced education, and plans for the future. Not persecution, not lack of schooling and not poverty.

“I grew up in a middle class family and I was really upset when my mother decided to move our family to the United States,” says Phie about the move to a new country.

In Vietnan Phie’s family had money and a strong backbone, her mother. Her mother kept the family together and always provided emotional and family support. Phie doesn’t exactly know why her mother wanted her family to come to the U.S. The lives that they would leave behind were just so great.

“It was so great in Vietnam. My job, my life, my everything. I don’t know why my mother wanted us to move here,” Phie Explains.

In Vietnam, Phie would have liked to study and become a lawyer because of her skilled thinking and generally sassy ways. But now, she feels as if her english speaking skills don’t even compare to her Vietnamese. Thus, her dream of becoming a lawyer may be broken. The medical field is an option now, the path loved by every parent. But, is it really what Phie wants to do with her life?

Phie tells of Vietnam, beautiful and peaceful compared to crumby ole’ Lowell, Massachusetts. She hides it well, but moving to America was a huge step backward. 12th grade classes had been taught in the 6th grade. Working at a local mall was almost fun. The only downside seemed to be not having as much time to hangout. But, Phie describes her experiences as nearly ideal. The U.S had seemed like uninhabitable lands and Phie couldn’t come to terms on why her mother was making her move while they had currently been living semi-perfect lives. 

Now that you know a little bit about Phie, and maybe even have a better understanding of her life than me, but here’s the breakdown of her story. Phie is like a character in the wrong book, a prodigy of the wrong calling, a player of the wrong sport. She doesn’t show it, but she may be trapped in the wrong life.

Summer Concert Survival Guide

By Willow Kelley

Lowell, MA – The summer concert season returns this month, and here are reminders to help the more experienced fan thrive and the less experienced concert goer survive.

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Paramore will play Boston this summer.

Almost everyone on the face of the earth enjoys live music.  A live music concert experience has no comparison.  However, not everyone understands how much planning is actually necessary for the ultimate concert experience.   Avid concert goers, like myself, have learned to take every precaution, know every venue. Shows Not to Miss at Local Venues

The entire process starts way before the day of the concert in question. Buying tickets is an important step to reduce anxiety as the day approaches. The sooner, the better.  No one wants a feeling of helplessness that comes with not knowing if you can get a last minute ticket at a reasonable price.  If you know your favorite musician is going on tour, try your best to save the money for a ticket. You’ll feel better knowing you have your tickets in advance. Read More

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My Country, My Culture: Congo, Gabon & USA

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An LHS student recounts the journey of her family to escape the dangers of war.

By Fallone Ikary Nguimbi

I am from one of the biggest continents on earth: Africa. I was born in 1998 in a small village. In the year of 1999 my country, Congo, lived in a  dark, painful moment. I was only a 1 year-old baby when Congo was in pain and had bloody streets in the capital city Brazzaville. A civil war was raging.  I was living a life that no parents would let their children live, but I could n’ t do anything to help. After a long trip in the forests of Congo running away from the war, we finally arrived at one city in the country of Gabon. Coming to a new place, we were thanking the Lord that the people there spoke the same language as us, thanking the Lord that we would probably live a peaceful life. We entered Gabon with a lot of hopes for the future.

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An LHS family fled the civil war in Congo where they lived in Brazzaville, a city of 1.4 million inhabitants.

My father’s passion for cars saved us. He met a kind man.  This one kind man asked him to be his taxi man. It’s from that small job, that my father did, that we survived for years. It was n’t easy to live with three children and a wife with this kind of job in Gabon. My father spent so much money on me. My health and my school. I would get sick every week, and no weeks passed without me being sick. And somehow through the beliefs of my culture, I was already someone that was pronounced dead. To make matters worse, the city in which we  lived was n’t a secure one. They did n’t like us.  We were outsiders.  We didn’t belong there, and we were n’t suppose to be there. It wasn’t our country. My mother, who  according to my culture is actually the head of the family, did everything on her own to sign up for the refugee supporters. Only her great and strong faith brought her toward these people. My courageous mother actually waited for six years until we got accepted and qualified for the US voyage. I am here today because of her determination.  My parents are my Gods. They are my heroes. My dream will be completed the day I’ll make them completely proud of me.  That’s the day they’ll realize that when you help, you’ll also be blessed.  I am seventeen now.  And now I have so many things that I can do to give back.  I can help.  I want to be successful with my dream of being a writer just  like Martin Luther King, Jr’s dream ended up being a success. I trust and believe, and this will always be helpful on my journey in the United States.