From a young age, my dad instilled in me his paranoia. “If you’re in danger, instead of shouting ‘help!’ you should shout ‘fire!’. People can ignore you when you are asking for help but it’s a fire, it’s everyone’s problem … Continue reading I Know Kung Fu
There’s one memory from my youth that is a popular family tale, often brought up over dinner to elicit laughter and joy. In this memory, a young Queenie is maybe six years old. She is seated on the couch in … Continue reading “No Laughing Allowed!”
It has now been about a month since I’ve moved to New York. Whereas many of my peers have felt homesick shortly after moving, I didn’t feel homesick at all. I thought that since New York is a familiar place … Continue reading Replicating the Taste of Home
