The object I chose was my Dad’s CD collection of Music. There are hundreds of them on top of the white shelves in my living room. Looking at them reminds me of the times when I would wake up and hear the Khmer music and see my father dancing. These CDs reminded me of the carefree child I was that would dance and sing with my dad. My dad was born in Phnom Penh and immigrated to America during the Khmer Rouge seeking a new life here in the U.S.  Both my mother and father immigrated here for the same reason. They later got married and my two sisters and I appeared. The reason why I picked this object was because music is a big part of Cambodian culture. If you were to go to a Cambodian party the first thing you would hear is the karaoke music blasting. Khmer music tells stories mostly about heartbroken songs that many married couples would sing. But overall the music itself has have a unique melody no other genre has. A sort of beat that would make you wanna dance.  Music itself connects family and friends to come together as one and enjoy the same common interests. That is why my dad’s CDs are important to me, my family, and my culture.

– SC

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