There’s lots to do in Vancouver’s Chinatown, from street mahjong to Cantonese lessons and checking out the public spaces. Read on for ways to one enjoy of the oldest cultural …
Non-Fiction
I didn’t know I was Japanese Canadian until almost four years ago. I was twenty. Growing up, I never blended the two words into a single neat term that hinted …
It’s been almost ten years now since my grandmother died. My grandfather came to live with us later that year, and spent the whole time fighting with my dad. I …
I am a debut children’s author. It’s probably worthwhile noting that I am Korean-Canadian. I am a 45-year-old SAHM, living in a leafy, affluent, mostly diverse and eclectic neighbourhood in …
I always had a penchant for doing things I wasn’t supposed to, especially as a child. One hazy summer, I was poking around on my mother’s silver MacBook, feeling quite …
Obachan is a force to be reckoned with. She guides me through Tokyo Station with the speed and efficiency of someone less than half her age. Her body, eighty-three years …
Rowena’s day used to start very early, long before the sky could conceive first light. She would see her husband off as he set out to sea, staying by the …
1942 draws to a close with the Watada family still interned in the abandoned town of Minto, BC, during the beginning of the Japanese Canadian ‘evacuation’. Terry Watada reimagines his …
My father was a handsome, rugged man; tough, fairly tall (five–foot-ten in his youth) and quiet. He was a lumberjack before WWII. In 1920, he was abandoned in Vancouver at …
The Asian Canadian Writers Workshop can trace its origins to the late sixties during the time of the Vietnam War, the Afro-American movement and other Third World minority movements. In …