The Deep South born and raised African-American husband of a childhood friend once brought his "yams" dish to a potluck and declared that no one could touch them without his permission. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that they were, in fact, candied sweet potatoes.
Sit down, grab a beverage of your choice, and read Cat Yen's thoughtful, masterful debut piece.
"different groups of Chinese sought to connect with their ancestral pasts even while the revolutionary young in the PRC were eschewing their imagined links as ignorant and backward" – what painfully interesting times my grandparents and great-grandparents lived in
Guess my hearing isn't going that quickly – "movie dialogue has gotten more difficult to understand".
I watched The Battle at Lake Changjin a few weeks ago with another Chinese-Singaporean friend who understands Mandarin, probably even better than I do. We left the cinema with extremely mixed feelings, chief amongst them, how did this propaganda even pass the censorship board in Singapore?!
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