That's me, your boy Eddie Huang in the headphones.
My family was moving from Washington, D.C., to Orlando, Florida.
I was 11 years old, and it was 1995.
This is the story of my family, an American family, the Huangs.
That's my dad. He loved everything about America.
Full-on bought into the American dream.
Moms was always hard on me way before all that "tiger mom" stuff.
She thought I was trying to cause trouble wearing that nas shirt, but she didn't understand.
If you were an outsider, hip-hop was your anthem.
And I was definitely the black sheep in my family.
These other people are Emery, Evan, and grandma.
Was I excited about the move? No.
Did anyone ask me if I was excited? Hell, no.
But it's hard getting respect when you're 11.