Daily Prompt: “Write page 3 of your autobiography.” We call that ground floor one bedroom apartment the “old house.” It was the first home we had made for ourselves upon … Continue reading The Early Years: Clay Street
Category: Lessons For My Sons
Pix Messages and Broken Chinese: Conversations with my Dad
Every Sunday morning I speak to my parents on their way to their weekly pilgrimage to a Hong Kong-style diner where they and my sisters gather over jook and yau … Continue reading Pix Messages and Broken Chinese: Conversations with my Dad
7 Things My Biracial Sons Will Be Asked Because They Look More Asian Than White
July 14, 2015: Disclaimer: I’m no expert, but I’m a mom and teacher operating in my spaces situated in history. I’m not here to invalidate anyone truly willing to dialogue … Continue reading 7 Things My Biracial Sons Will Be Asked Because They Look More Asian Than White
To the Spoils of Memory: K-Rations, Biscuits and the Young and the Restless
My father still recalls the early days when liberation finally reached Rangoon, Burma. He was five years old during the Burma Campaign led by Allied troops from Britain, India, various … Continue reading To the Spoils of Memory: K-Rations, Biscuits and the Young and the Restless
My Advice To the Daughter I Thought I Was Going to Have
There was weighted disappointment behind each obligatory reply back, accompanied with limp “better luck next time” sentiments. They all knew full well; however, that I had no other aspirations of … Continue reading My Advice To the Daughter I Thought I Was Going to Have
