Paper Menagerie
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- Slide: 1
- One of my earliest memories starts with me sobbing. I refused to be soothed no matter what Mom and Dad tried.
- Dad gave up and left the bedroom, but Mom took meinto the kitchen and sat me down at the breakfast table.
- Slide: 2
- She put her hands down on the table and let go. A little paper tiger stood on thetable.
- Kan, kan.*Look, look.
- Rawrr-sa
- Kan, Laohu*Look, tiger
- I didn’t know this at the time, but Mom’s breath wasspecial. She breathed into her paper animals so that theyshared her breath, and thus moved with her life. This washer magic.
- Slide: 3
- When I was ten, we moved to a new house across town.Two of the women neighbours came by to welcome us.
- Something about the mixing never seems right. The childlooks unfinished. Slanty eyes, white face. A little monster.
- Why did he do that?
- While I read in the dining room, The neighbours conversed in the living room, nottrying to be particularly quiet.
- Slide: 4
- After a while they came into thedining room.
- Hello there! What's your name?
- Jack.
- That doesn't sound very Chinesey.
- Slide: 5
- Some time later, Mark, one of the neighbourhood boys, came over with his Obi-Wan Kenobi figure.
- Show me your toys.
- Can he do anything else?
- Slide: 6
- This was very expensive! You can’t even find it in the stores now. It probably cost more than what your Dad paid for your Mom!
- Here's your stupid cheap Chinese garbage
- My fight with Mark didn’t end there. Mark was popular at school. I never want to think again about the two weeks that followed.
- Slide: 7
- For years, mom had refused to go to the doctor for thepain inside her that she said was no big deal. By the time an ambulance finally carried her in, the cancer had spread far beyond the limits of surgery.
- Go. Don’t worry about me. This is not a big deal. Just do well in school.
- I'm fine.
- I know you have to go back to school.
- Slide: 8
- Jack, if- If I... don't make it, don't be too sad and hurt your health. Focus on your life. Just keep that box you have in the attic with you, and every year, at Qingming, just take it out and think about me. I’ll be with you always.
- I don’t know anything about the Chinese calendar, just rest, Mom.
- Slide: 9
- Mom died when my plane was somewhere over Nevada.
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