Personal Writing: An-Yang
Beginning of paper
"Shua-nging!" (Children!) The sound of her strident voice reverberates down
the narrow stairwell. I remember that musty, dark, winding stairwell that led
to her second floor apartment in Glendale as vividly as I did the day I
established a meaningful relationship with my grandmother. Through thi ....
Middle of paper
.... Shanghainese cooking
would assail my senses, as my mouth watered in anticipation of the savories to
come.
One particular afternoon, after we had finished eating, we draped ourselves
around her living room. I was sitting on a dilapidated couch, whose colors were
made indiscernible by time, and was looking around her room. My gaze swept from
the thin, worn carpet, bare in some places, to the scarred wooden dresser, to a
dirty doll with an eye missing. (My grandmother could never b ....
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Page count: 3 (approximately 250 words per page)
