In Search of Bengali Harlem | Growing Up Bengali American
Alaudin Ullah: You know, growing I was Bangladeshi.
I was Muslim.
I was getting bullied.
My mom, like, in kindergarten and first grade, she would come with a sari.
She had a strong accent, and all the kids were like, "Yo, your mom talks funny.
What's that she's wearing?
Why is she wearing the curtain?"
And I'd say, "No, that's a sari.
(gentle music) I literally was like, that kid in the corner who had no friends.
But I also have great memories because the second week of kinde this skinny Black kid who lived across the street from me in Carver, he walked up to me and just said "Hey, do you wanna be Robin?
I'll be Batman."
And I'll never forget that for the rest of my life because Chris was the only friend that I had.
So Chris would call me on the ro and he was like, "Yo, you got the Incredible Hulk?"
And so I put it in a bag, and I drop it 15 flights - Wow.
- from up there.
That's kitchen, living room, my bedroom and my brother's bedr and my parents' bedroom at the e
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