“A love poem dedicated to the woman of my life”
Music by Matthew Vista
Singing by HoHoua Xiong www.youtube.com/user/hohouaxiong
Audio Editing: William Wong
Video Editing: Antony Marshall
Shout outs to UC Davis SAFE Southeast Asian Furthering Education for taking part in the video
Posts tagged spoken word.
Humbled and grounded
Long rant/story about my plans and future and insirations in my life. I’d been thinking alot lately.
So Fong asked me what do i want to do after the Navy.
I told em that i wanna save enough money to open my own Dance Studio.
And if i didnt save enough, i’ll go for another maybe 2 years and then come back and open my own dance studio and find a Job and hold Dance Competitions and have free dance sessions and workshops.
I love my Sacramento community and it would be nice if the whole Community knew what Hiphop Dancing was.
When i grow up all i want to do is give to my Sac Community.
I learned best from the Best Mentor ever.
He dedicates his life to the Youngins and Youths,
I should too, through Dancing!
I want the To Show the people who looked down on me and said that i will never make it and put me down that i can do it and i will.
I want to be an Impact in the Community.
I’ll come back and become a Mentor, Dance Teacher and most definitely i want to be an Inspiration in peoples life.
Everything i do, i always do it for others.
Why do i want to open my own dance studio and give free dance sessions and workshops and open competitions?
I want to open a Dance studio for free sessions because i know that people are more motivated when they’re not at home and also when others dancers see’s that you’re struggling, they will probably help and assist you and thats what i want. Dancers helping eachother. I learned this through Self-experience so i know how it feels.
Why i want to have free dance workshops is because not all family can afford for their kids to take dance classes and wrkshops. And they will have to wait for a long time and not get a chance to ever learn.
I know that feeling because i’ve also been through it until my 12th grade year when i started joining crews.
I want to give people the chance to learn and grow and seeing people happy makes me happy. And through this experience, hopefully everyone in Sacramento knows how to dance and start alot of crews here in sacramento.
Why i want to hold competitions is because i want crews and people to show what they’ve learned and show their competitive side and let their name be crowned. Choreography and freestyling competitions.
And then i want to be a Mentor just like my 3 Favorite, Best and Only mentors Nai, Millie and Fong.
While growing up i was hanging out with Bad people and didnt know which path to take until i met these 3 who changed my life forever.
They’ve inspired me to be Proactive and chase my Dream, and not chase what people tell me to chase.
Actually, im leading it by still being a youth and a student and learning about the community through events and workshops.
Fong, he made it into the Front Page NEWS!
What an inspiration!
Thats something to look forward to.
Being known in the community as an inspiration and as a Very good person, i bet it’s such a Great feeling.
But i learned from the Best that no matter how many awards and medals you recieve, keep it hungry for more and more and never be comfortable that you’re good enough or you’ve gotten enough, just keep going for more.
So i want to be an Impact to the Sac Community when i grow up.
If it wasnt for my Mentors and Friends and Family, mostly Mentors.. I wouldnt have this much confidence in myself to pursue my dream and goals.
And if it wasnt for Alvin, i probably wouldnt have plan going to the Navy.
Hopefully i get in!
If not, my goals and dreams are still the same. But just go to college and work for the $$$ to open my studio.
Fong kept bringing this subject up so it had me thinking alot about my plans and future.
- Chuey Thao, High School Senior at School of Engineering and Sciences
gagaknives: An Apology to My Mother/Sorry Ma ›
A poem that simply defines truth not matter how hard it may come
Sorry for the long wait! But my writing process is extremely slow…when I write, I let my words and ideas come to me, I try not to force them out, and I try to get as much as I can into one piece to make it feel really complete. But anyway. Here is my latest piece, just finished it a few minutes…
“Remix” by Fong Tran
They say “Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it”
So it must be the case that he who writes history
Wanted a round two
Cause all I see when I watch the news
are headlines that match
the titles in my high school history text books
Worlds and War and Western thinking
run on repeat like broken records
Eurocentric Euphuisms like West expansion
Exploration, Manifest Destiny, and Spreading Democracy
tactfully translated from truth as
Slave trade, colonists, imperialism
Exploitation of all your natural resources and a bad excuse for US Military
Americans play red, white skin and blue superman savior mentalities
Third world nations being left with nothing
But pillaged lands, broken homes & false promises of American dreams
History textbooks are written like a
A bad version of Lord of the Rings
and I’ve been bored since the first book
and we haven’t even talked about world history
American Propaganda
Last year’s communist
Is this year’s terrorist
The blatant basatardizing of brothers of color
To beat them down
so maybe history doesn’t repeat itself
it just seems to rhyme a lot
and we’re just caught up in the bad remix
If you don’t write your histories and tell your stories
Someone else will
And I’m not saying it’s the man
And that someone
is usually really white
Really old
And Really male
Someone need to tell my young students that
Vietnamese people
My people
My History is more than 2 textbook pages about a war
We’re a culture, a peoples, a way of life
Someone needs to tell my Hmong student
That his people’s history of helping the US CIA
In Secret War
And why its still a god damn secret
And no one knows about it
We need to tell our own stories
and if hypocritical historians can
ridiculously rant on this racist
run-down of history
than I can do it too
from now on
the migration of Southeast Asians to America
since the fall of Saigon
will now be known as
“Manifest beautification”
Cause goddammit we look good
When we talked about
Generalitistic construct that justifies a reverse racism
Called “Melting Pot of America”
Will now be called “Pho-ism”
Cause a little bit of Pho makes
Everything better
And mother is the real P.O.W.
Not prisoner of war
But through living through a refugee camp for 8 months
She was in a prison of warriors
We will write our histories
We will make our remixes
And this poem is the beginning of my mix tape
A small video about who I am and what I’m about - BE ABOUT IT! Shout outs to Lane Lewis and Christine Yeakley for making this video!!
“Don’t Really” Fong Tran Poetry Original
Cam's Mix Tape - Please Support ›
Whattup Fam - Get at this Free mixtape of my boi Cam! You might hear a familiar sexy voice on the first track interlude. Please listen and share!
Excited to host a workshop Saturday and Sunday of the Catalyst Foundation’s Culture Camp!
Talented Vietnamese professionals from all over the nation, Empowered Young People and Vietnamese Food! I’m super JUICED!
I Hate Being Vietnamese
I hate being Vietnamese
By Fong Tran
June 16, 2012
I hate being Vietnamese
Cause growing up
every Vietnamese dude in my neighborhood
Was trying to that same cigarette smelling,
hair slicked back, White T, Baggy Jean wearing
gangster wanna-be
that had asian stereotypical tattoo of that
Dragon clashing with the phoenix, or some sort of big ass Koi fish
or a Chinese Character on his shoulder that stood for Strength or honor
Homie – that’s not even our language
I hate being Vietnamese
Cause growing up
Every Vietnamese dude
Had the same car
Honda Civic, Honda Accord, Honda Prelude, Honda Hatchback, Honda something
Maybe an Acura Integra, Maybe
But that’s still made by Honda but whatever I digress
The most important part
That yo rice rocket had to be lowered
on to some 15 inch silver spider plastic rims
And I hated how they had to go up on speed bumps at an angle
so they didn’t have to scraped the chassis
I hated how everyone could talk about cars but me
you got to get the S300 Intake manifold turbo
“Uhh….no. What the hell is that?”
I hated being Vietnamese
Cause growing up
Every Vietnamese dude
Had the same hair cut
And they were all inspired by Dragonball Z
Either you the Goku Super Saiyan Spikey hair
Or the slicked all the way back
glistening from quarter of a pound of gel
with the golden Gohan bangs in front
Or the Trunks split down the middle drew
Or the bulma bowl cut hair
Or you look like Kirlin and you were just bald
Apparently all true Vietnamese gangsters
had dragon ballz haircut
I hate being Vietnamese
We all smell like fish sauce and Pho
You can’t be going to the club
You can’t be going to Ket Mo Ree
smelling up like fish sauce
Its not a good look, bro
I hate being Vietnamese
Cause the Vietnamese men that I knew
Either smoked too much
Gambled too much
dranked too much
got shot up too much
abandoned me to be on own too much
like my cousins
like my uncles
like my brothers
like their friends
like my own father
I hated being Vietnamese
Cause all the Vietnamese men in my life
Beat the Vietnamese womyn that I loved in my life
like my big sister
like my brother’s girlfriends
like my own mother
I hated being Vietnamese
Cause being Vietnamese
meant I hated everybody else
hated hmong people
hated Lao people
Mienh people
Khmer people
hated Black people
Hated everybody
we gangbanged on ourselves
So maybe I’m just as Vietnamese
as I hate to be
But yet I still…
I hate being Vietnamese
because I everything that I was told to be successful
by my teachers, television, society
was everything Vietnamese was not
so being a little boy
“Denying being Vietnamese” was everything I was taught
I didn’t speak Vietnamese
I didn’t have Vietnamese friends
I hated being Vietnamese
I wrote off my identity like Standardized Test exams
Not really understanding everything about my History & my Language
was everything I am
so I took a retest and saw
hating being Vietnamese
was just hating myself
It was self-hate
It’s been a language whisper colonist oppressors
Told us to blanket our pride
Never show our true strength
And this generation will simply be the successors
The successors of imperialized slaves
cause in this time, the game has changed
They tell us to be color-blind
No history, no ethnicity, just American
But we chose, we chose to redefine
I don’t know about you
But I’m Southeast Asian
I’m Southeast Asian Vietnamese American
And I know I said I hated being Vietnamese
But I didn’t know what it meant
to be in a family of Warriors and refugees
I didn’t understand why Americans helicopter dropped us
In section 8 housing of violence and poverty
I didn’t why broken education systems were at war
and my brothers were the causalities
they drop out of school, learn the gang rob
cause no ever taught them English or how to get a job
I have one message for fellow
Southeast Asian Graduates
Be proud of who you are and
Remember where you came from
Remember, we share this narrative of struggle
We are the descendants of generals, kings, dragons and goddesses
And they say we carry the history of our ancestors on our backs
So maybe that’s why we bear dragon tattoos on our shoulders
So we can always remember who we are and stay on track
Maybe that why we leave hints of old aged fermented fish
or spicy salad sting of jungle decorated papaya
And the beautiful concoctions of curry and coconut milk called Ka Poon
we leave legendary legacies
Off the simple utterance of our breath
Maybe thats why we bought Hondas
because they were the very engines
that kept fishboats to keep moving
across Southeast Asian seas
to Refugee camps
Maybe that’s why we pretend to be thugs
cause our parents were original gangsters – OG’s
while we strap guns
they strap farm machettes and hmong knives
through turfs called sun beating rice plantations
they real rick ross bosses
always knew how make my banh mi’s
with that pati spread and the soy sauces
Southeast Asian moms had the power to heal all
That healing power was called
Tiger Balm
Mienh Folks called it “Dia cAAm”
Vietnamese people called it “Yao Xanh”
The stuff cure everything
stomache, headache, heartache, diaherrea and toe fungus
Our parents are Super Saiyans
They were the supreme Kai
landscaping, farming. Donut shops, nail salons
They did anything for us to survive
They ascended past super saiyan 4 and 5
Through frieza’s global annihilation attacks
that we call the Cambodian Genocides
Thru Vegeta’s hostile takeover disguised as
American assimilation
They will be kamakema fires
The Ginyu Force at our graduations
Graduates, as you make way onto your Goku journeys to the real world
In search of your 7 dragon ballz
Remember, we will accomplish all that our families have set out for us to do
And as long as you remember to never ever hate who you are and embrace your legacy
We will finally be able to grant them
their one wish
Congratulations to the Southeast Asian Class of 2012!!
One of my favorite EmCee’s killing wit one of my favorite spoken word pieces
Dedicated to one of the most incredible young men that I’ve ever met: Jimmy Le! Happy Birthday little brother - Rest in Power!
Come thru for a LA show: http://www.facebook.com/events/160786790719217/164482353682994/?notif_t=plan_mall_activity
We are pleased to announce that community organizer, youth advocate, and incredible spoken word artist Fong “Batman” Tran will be driving all the way from Sacramento to perform at our June common ground show. We asked Fong for his thoughts on this month’s comeback theme, “healing.” Here’s what he had to say:
We don’t heal just when we’re hurt or damaged but healing is a apart of the everyday struggle that we live through. Our bodies, minds and spirits deserve to heal and to be replenished. Art serves as that bat-mobile vehicle toward healing because art taps into our creative spirit or inner voice which is often times denied autonomy due to our daily grind. Healing spaces are necessary because there are times when we can’t always heal on our own and it requires friends, fam and boo-thangs, plus you wanna help other heal others too. HEALING PARTIES!! Lets get “HEALING WASTED!!”
For more on Fong, visit his Tumblr. Curious for more before the show? See him performing his poem “WTF” here.


