That's where you used to hide my Christmas presents.
You were always so surprised.
I'm good at acting surprised.
Of course I remember Dennis.
I thought we could try again.
You have your whole future ahead of you.
Hope you're right.
I know I'm right, honey.
I want thank Principal Towson for giving me this opportunity.
It means a lot to be able to talk with each of you about my story,
which I'm told is pretty unique,
even though I still feel pretty regular.
I'm lucky enough to have two amazing parents
who when they saw my picture
at seven years old weren't scared.
Or if they were they did a good job of hiding it
because the parents I grew up with
were nothing but loving and brave.
I came here to America,
and I found myself.
When I first met my mother,
she couldn't pronounce my name.
She tried over and over
to get the emphasis on the syllables correct,
but she just couldn't.
So my father suggested that they rename me.
They picked Luce, which means light.
Because my mom always said that
there was a little beam of light shone inside me.
If only they could sweep the darkness
of those first seven years away.
I thought of that as I was figuring out
what to say to you all tonight.
And I realized how lucky I am to be an American.
Because here I got the chance to start over.
Here we get to be who we are
and still be accepted despite our flaws.
Here we get to tell our own story.
When they first told me my new name,
I was still just learning English,
so I took it to be the word "loose,"
which is defined as something detachable,
not easily fixed in place, or pinned down...