“Originally, we all had brown eyes,” Professor Hans Eiberg from the university’s Department of Cellular and Molecular Medicine, argues in the study. The team found that all the participants have the same DNA sequence for blue eyes, thanks to a genetic mutation that took place an estimated 10,000 years ago. The Science Behind Blue EyesĮarly research from the University of Copenhagen studied 800 men and women from several countries with blue eyes. To understand how this uncommon occurrence can happen, you must first look at the origins of blue eyes, which scientists say is a fairly newer phenomenon. A majority of these people are of European descent, however, Black people can be bornwith blue eyes even though it’s pretty rare. I started my fashion label designing and making qi pao or cheongsams! It is a beautiful culture of dress that I want to share it with the world, and today proves to be my main business.Blue is the second most common eye color globally, with an estimated 8 to 10 % of people having blue eyes. I am the complete opposite of a self-hater. If anything, I indulged myself in learning about my own culture and history. Instead, it inspired me to be stronger not just as an Asian, but as a person. The variety of racism I have experienced is wide, but none have turned me against my own race or other races. In Hong Kong, I was told by a lady that I should speak Mandarin more than English because I am Chinese, seemingly not knowing or caring that not all ethnic Chinese live in a predominantly Mandarin-speaking community. Caucasian “chavs ” in London spat on my hair.
While I was studying fashion in Milan, I was commuting to school on my bike when I had been called a “piece of shit Chinese,” and was told to “get off the road and go back to Korea.” At the time, my Italian was already quite fluent, so I called them out and told them that the Chinese are from China and Koreans are from Korea. The “digilantes” don’t even know me and surely didn’t know that I had dealt with racism myself. Some even took to criticizing a tribute I wrote for my high school friend who had passed away a few months ago. It started as a thread on Reddit where many slammed my caption and called me a “non-White neo Nazi” and a self-hater, amongst many other things. There is a line between mocking and joking, no matter how fine it is, so I’ve learned to take a pinch of salt with things now and then.
Race and roots were a badge worn with pride, and they were stuff we talk about openly everyday, even when discussing more sensitive issues however, this is where what my parents taught me about mindfulness and respect comes in especially when discussing these topics. Many of my classmates were third-culture kids, expatriate kids, and kids from mixed marriages everyone identified as global citizens. It was in this community where I developed my global identity. When my American step-dad came into our lives, the concept of multi-culturalism was brought back onto the table to enrich our upbringing - and enrolled us into an International School. For our safety, my recently-divorced mom took us to start a new life in Singapore. We experienced the 1998 riots Jakarta, of which the city was torn apart by economic and political issues, resulted in many rioters targeting Chinese-ethnic residents. I was born in Toronto to parents of Indonesian-Chinese descent and moved to Jakarta when I was very young.
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