“In my memory 爷爷 (grandfather) was always alone in his room, playing cards. In the afternoons he played go; in the evening, mahjong.” In “As borders closed, I became trapped in my Americanness’: China, the US and me” Angela Qian explores the distances — physical, cultural and generational — between her and relatives back in China. “I’ve long nursed vague plans of moving back to China for a few years, to solidify my place there,” she writes, “But with each year that passes in the US, such a move gets harder and harder to make.”
- The Guardian, May 6; thanks to David Matson for passing this along.
