One step through the door and the stove turns on. The welcoming home hands slice Julienne style, tossing, mixing, ruminating on the taste of being together. Put in more eggs, …
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1 At age four, I entered a world completely foreign to my Chinese roots At the long dining room table of my Argentinian babysitter’s home I sipped mate through a …
In Chinese culture, red envelopes are ubiquitous with special occasions. At gatherings the shiny paper packets are filled with cash and handed out by elders to any children who …
I Cumulus clouds drift above the canopy of leaves shading tireless workers. Rows of bountiful produce in a pastoral landscape where the passage of light measures time. Thrifty, makeshift furrows …
“If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant, or weak, return to yourself, to who you are, here and now and when you get there, you will discover yourself, like a lotus …
……………….. ……………after Amy Chua An accent is a sign of bravery, of journey, celebrated or unsung— a mark of freedom from the slavery of thinking in a single siloed tongue. …
How did I get so blue? Events, free food, and friends galore. It infects my fingertips and rushes through. This novelty lasted until nothing was true— the college kid’s book, …
I am the sorrow of the perpetual outsider, Carried on through centuries of pain. Still hearing the echoes of souls once silenced, From signs that read, “No Indians, Chinese, or …
Lindsay Wong is a Canadian writer, whose memoir The Woo-Woo: How I Survived Ice Hockey, Drug Raids, Demons, and My Crazy Chinese Family was published in 2018. The book won …
a blue moon bears the name ………..of the moon, …………………………….the earth, ………………….a raucous thank you ………..and amen. you cry for ………………….you, ……………………………and your family ………………………………………and your friends. ………..a wonderful day …