February 2007
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The Rice Daddies blog recently held a writing contest that asked parents to reflect upon a favorite book from their childhood or one they have read to their child(ren). I missed the contest but it got me thinking about my favorite books from childhood. Actually, I don’t remember the title or the author of the…
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I have drawn lines in the sand with my family. I have had to set boundaries. It was difficult at first. It started with my father and grandmother. I had to get them to call before “dropping by.” I also had to get them to agree not to drop by so often. It hasn’t been…
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When I was young (maybe 10, maybe 7), my grandmother ran through the house shaking a rope of bells. My sister and I followed excitedly behind her with our dog, who barked throughout the commotion. My grandmother said she was chasing out demons. Decades later, I reminded my grandmother of it. She denied ever doing…
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It used to pour out of me. It used to be a state of mind. I used to be able to take in a situation and churn it out as “poetry.” I was so passionate about it then. I actually enjoyed the challenge of putting sounds and rhythms together. I used to have something to…
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Are you an animal lover? Do you have pets? The Chinese aren’t big on the pets-n-baby scenario. I like to tell friends and co-workers what some of the members in my wife’s and my extended family said to us when we announced we were going to have a baby. One of the comments was (loosely…
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I joke that my dad was the typical stony Chinese dad. I joke that the only time he spoke to me was to tell me that I was blocking the TV. My dad is a nice man. In hindsight, while he was the one that gave me most of my spankings, it was usually at…
Vincent Young 