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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Word count: 651
Page count: 3 (approximately 250 words per page)
