An H for human race.

Elizabeth was born in Saigon but grew up in Tennessee. She tells about several situations that occured when the family settled in America.

When Elizabeth started school, for instance, her mother had to fill out different forms. She managed most of them by herself, but there was one question she didn't know how to answer.
Elizabeth had a Vietnamese mother and an American father. What race would that be? American? Vietnamese? Asian?

The mother had to ask her husband what to write there. He was angry at first, but after a while he found the solution: "Write an H in the blank. For human race."

I think that was a clever answer! We're all equal, and we are equally worthy no matter who our parents are, where we're born or where we settle!

In response to "On The Other Side of the War: A Story" by E. Gordon.