"Why are there so many Filipino Nurses?"
From Islands by Althea
If you look up why 80 percent of California’s licensed manicurists are Vietnamese women, you will undoubtedly come across the story of Tippi Hedren, Hope VIllage, and Dusty, ho she “noticed that they were food with their hands.”
You will learn about Happy Nails, Advance Beauty College in Little Saigon, encounter a stereotype, unprecedented exposure to harmful chemicals, the mirage of a ladder.
The day before prom, you will get your nails done at Happy Nails, and your mom will talk excitedly with the manicurist about refugees and the Philippines. The next day you will sprain your ankle on high heels too big. They will have no stories to explain why the emergency room is full of familiar voices, why one out of five of the nurses will look like you and can talk to your mother in your mother tongue. One out of five of the people who wrap up your leg will tell you to lift your “poot” and ask how it “peels.” You will get the “I guess that makes sense” answer, occupations and World War One, an epidemic, and a shortage.