A Narrative: Old World, New Words
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When I first came here to Hawaii from my home in China, I was so lonely, homesick and frightened by the sights and sounds of so many strangers. When I heard people speak, of course I did not understand, and an odd thing would happen to me. Hearing this language, I imagined that they were speaking Chinese, only with a different accent or dialect to mine, and if I tried hard enough, I would soon understand. My ears were stretching from the sides of my head with the effort of this impossible task.
Then, out on the streets, among people of every shape, size and color, I felt myself to be growing smaller and paler, a tiny little shadow of a person that nobody could... A Narrative: Old World,...