Edwin Jiang

“Who am I?” a question almost every first-generation American introspects. Balancing his ancestral culture with the one of his birthplace is difficult and confusing for highschooler Edwin Jiang.

“I don’t know what I am, more American or more Chinese.”

Back in China, the dream is to make it in the United States, to integrate and become successful in American society. Though, it’s a bit more complex and perplexing for the next generation, who are drawn to a translucent element of themselves that they haven’t had the chance to fully experience.

And though some never find a definite answer to this struggle, there is an escape for Edwin, a place where he can clear his mind and embrace himself regardless of cultural identity. Whenever a layer of snow coats the ground, it evokes feelings of “ripping through the wind while skiing.” The winter sport provides almost a catharsis for Edwin, a release of all thoughts and tension as he descends the barren mountain.

Beyond the thrilling adrenaline rush, skiing has allowed him to connect with others he would have never met and gain their unique perspectives. Everyone on the slopes has a different cultural background, and they may be there for different reasons, but they all share this profound passion for the joy of winter and the snow. The mountain may take things from you, cause a few broken bones or present a much more severe risk, but what it provides in return is unmeasurable.

Despite the pain and injuries it may cause, when he’s on the mountain and stares up at the sky, the only thought that enters Edwin’s mind is “yeah, that’s pretty beautiful” as everything else fades away. No matter how confusing life can be, he always has this frigid refuge to think back–or look forward–to.

By Rohan Dewan