ARTS

Hmong Times Newspaper takes pride in reporting on the wide range of arts and cultural events that take place in Hmong community. On the Arts page you will find articles covering musical performances to the upcoming art exhibits. If you are interested in the finer things in life this is where you want to be.
Yang Warriors

Yang Warriors

Award-winning author Kao Kalia Yang delivers and inspiring tale of resourceful children confronting adversaries in the Ban Vinai refugee camp.

The Girl And… Just The Girl, Finale

The Girl And… Just The Girl, Finale

Water streamed from the showerhead and drummed onto the girl’s bare back as she sat balled up on her tiled shower floor. A reflection of the girl’s night ran through her head.

And, Sometimes Growing Feels Like Losing

And, Sometimes Growing Feels Like Losing

Fashion designers hold a special place in the Hmong community, especially from the Hmong history of Paj Ntaub to Hmong clothing and silver coin decorations on Hmong women’s, men’s and children’s apparel.

The Parents And The Girl, Again

The Parents And The Girl, Again

“Did you cook that?” asked her elder sister to her other sister. The girl was silent, observant. It was Nava, a traditional Hmong dessert of colored tapioca pearls and jelly in coconut and sugar syrup.

The Girl And The Restaurant

The Girl And The Restaurant

The girl pulled up her socks some more before entering through the restaurant door. Winter was starting to get to her. Her socks were Dollar Tree quality, threads porously woven into a thin sheath for her feet and ankles.

The Woman And The Girl, Again

The Woman And The Girl, Again

The girl’s heart dropped. Angst rushed down her chest and down to her belly and inside her intestines. A customer had marched up to the girl’s desk and pounded one hand down on the checkout counter.

KUV POG: A New Hmong Literacy Book

KUV POG: A New Hmong Literacy Book

As a child growing up, Xe Yang, a new Hmong author of the book, KUV POG, had always dreamed of traveling and experiencing new things like the character she wrote in her book.

The Guy and the Girl, Again

The Guy and the Girl, Again

“Hey, how are you?” asked the guy. The girl sighed louder than usual. Though it was Friday night, it felt like a Monday morning.

The Laundry And The Girl

The Laundry And The Girl

Bristles of hair stood erect on her bare legs as she tiptoed across the cracking ice sheets melting on the sidewalk. The girl wore a skirt again to work that day. She liked skirts, even in wintertime.

The Guy And The Girl

The Guy And The Girl

“What changed you?” asked the bearded guy on the other end of the video line. This was the second time they’d video called, and the girl found most intriguing the red forest hairs invading the guy’s cheeks and upper lip, each bristle moving at every word he uttered.

The Letter And The Girl

The Letter And The Girl

“What are you doing here?” asked the girl, eyes staring toward the window. Cars drove away in single file like the migrating of birds. The workday was done, and traffic had to be beat.

The Parents And The Girl

The Parents And The Girl

Winter settled on the girl’s palm as she turned the perfectly egg-shaped brass doorknob ever so gently. The subtle hairs on her forearms rose like spikes as a waft of cooked brown rice raped her nostrils.

The Friend And The Girl

The Friend And The Girl

The girl’s belly flipped as her phone dinged audibly from her left jean pocket. Shucks. How could she have left it on? The girl could have sworn that she’d silenced it.

The Woman And The Girl – Chapter 1

The Woman And The Girl – Chapter 1

“How was my day?” answered the woman with an elongated sigh. “My day was… good.” She tiptoed, lifted her hip, and planted her bottom firmly on the wheeled office chair, hands grasping at both armrests to maintain balance.

Thao: PhD Student & Author

Thao: PhD Student & Author

er Thao is currently pursuing her PhD in education and will be the first in her family to graduate with a doctorate degree. It is Thao’s hope and dream to inspire and develop curriculum that will support bilingual and multilingual students.

A New Journey

A New Journey

Many Hmong Americans can trace their families back to refugee camps and farming villages. They remember and were told stories about a time when walking to the nearest school took hours, and only a few boys had the privilege of receiving basic education in Laos and Thailand.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 9

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 9

Funeral drums rumbled at the front of the crowd. A wedge of wood held the double doors wide open, as if welcoming spirits of all sort. Incoming was a trail of people, couples carrying Kawm (hmong backpack) on their backs, women and men wailed loudly like agitated children.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 8

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 8

Niam Yim Leej
Snow didn’t know to fall on the refugee campground. That was the only home she’d ever known. Though she and her husband Yim Leej had settled their little family in Minnesota one fateful winter of year 1986.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 7

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 7

A moment in time, Peng was driving from school. Farming was the worst thing on his mind. He hated the thought of farming. It actually made him sick. Sometimes, he even needed to lay down when he thought too much about farming.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 6

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 6

Gaojia just nodded. She didn’t like to try her skill at responding in Hmong because, well, her Hmong sucked, and people often laughed at her accent whenever she did. She didn’t want to embarrass herself.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 5

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 5

Funeral drums rumbled at the front of the crowd. Children and adults sat cross-legged on the ground, each holding an unlit incense stick, all bowing their heads as the Txiv Qeej bowed his qeej and raised a leg in fine performance.

Nuj Yob: The Hmong Jungle Book

Nuj Yob: The Hmong Jungle Book

This rich fairy tale, traditionally shared through oral, Hmong storytelling, is finally published by the Hmong Educational Resources Publisher, written and described by Dr. Kou Yang, with lush and colorful illustrations by Yinkong Vue.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 3

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 3

White flakes floated down slowly like falling feathers. Winter was here at last. A blanket of white fluff was all that could be seen where Yim Leej’s backyard garden of cilantro, green onions, and lemon grass used to be.

Black Ice – A Novella  Chapter 2

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 2

Snowflakes frosted the outside of Niam Yim Leej’s (Mrs. Yeeleng) living room window. The ice-cold windowsill shocked the pads of her thin fingers as she grasped for stability. Her legs were getting weaker, and the winter didn’t do much to help her frailness.

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 1

Black Ice – A Novella Chapter 1

If it was up to Peng, he wouldn’t do it. No. He disliked, terribly. He hated it in fact. The thought of it made him so sick, and he doesn’t say that lightly too. The thought of it literally makes him physically sick.

Tatoo – A Short Story

Tatoo – A Short Story

It was already 7:30 in the morning. Her parents were usually up by now. Gao reluctantly ended the call. A warm stream of heated air rode up her leg, warming her calves nicely.

Take A Walk And Enjoy Nature

Take A Walk And Enjoy Nature

Nature is performed outdoors as a “walking play.”  A professional ensemble of actors takes the audience on a journey through the natural environment as scenes unfold around them.

Fat Asian Girl – A Short Story

Fat Asian Girl – A Short Story

Children swarmed out the double doors like busy ants. When had the schools gotten rid of the obnoxious brass bells that rang by the drumming of a sidearm? Sometimes, life had a way of making her recall how old she was.

The Hmong Migration

The Hmong Migration

The ideas for this series came into being when I was a junior in college. I was reading “Tragic Mountain” by Jane Hamilton.

Candle Afloat – A Short Story

Candle Afloat – A Short Story

One stormy night, a lonely housewife took a walk out in the fields that encircled their remote home. She was headed to their barnyard shed to obtain a few nails.

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