Introducing myself and my journal: Dare to be authentic
The crying of a baby cracked in a harsh winter dawn while pearls of snowflakes were bouncing in the breezy air. The dad said, “Again, girl?” choked with a surprise. My mother felt pain and father was disappointed by my arrival, the fourth daughter in the family, in Tsha Ra viallge, nestled between nose-shaped valleys, in the Tibet plateau. The birth of a child is a miracle and its worth cannot equate anything else. People, however, in her community prefer somehow boys to girls. Yet I have been able to continue navigating through the maze of the educational paradigm, experiencing diversity up until now. I start learning, diving into the news-cycle world of today to reflect my life as well as people in my community, I embrace multicultural values while strengthening my own identity, as a Tibetan girl.
My name is Jampa latso in Tibetan, but my name is written Xiangba lacuo in Chinese on my passport.
But I prefer Jampa latso even if it is not officially applicable.
I am currently studying in Asian University for Women in Chittagong, Bangladesh. I am in my second year undergrads. I am taking Asian Studies as major.
I would like to get myself connected to all those ordinary young women around the world to share our stories to find our images among those stories and tell them to the world.
I believe that each of us has special stories to have grown up with, why not let us all come together to create a platform from where we begin to explore to the world, interconnect with others, and to have unheard voice heard.
Social work & community service, Writing
sometimes time management, procrastination, and
My Vision for the Future:
Fully invest myself to benefit my community and people around me