Once, long ago, I spoke Chinese. My mom spoke Chinese too. My sister didn’t. My brother didn’t. My dad didn’t. Just the two of us.
We spoke Chinese in a sun-filled kitchen while eating pb&j at a tiny table set for two. We spoke Chinese while sharing popcorn, gazing out the window, waiting for the first glimpse of my brother and sister to return from school. We spoke Chinese in the quiet waking moments after a nap. Just the two of us.
We don’t speak Chinese anymore. We’ve forgotten how. But we continue talks at tables set for two. We share popcorn in the afternoon. And we enjoy the quiet moments. Just the two of us.
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What a lovely story. It sounds like you and your mom have a great relationship. You may not speak Chinese together anymore but it’s obvious that you speak the language of love. Thanks for sharing.
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That mother-daughter bond is so precious. Chinese may not be a second language any longer but you’ll never forget the memories it allowed you to have with your mother, obviously. Thank you for sharing.
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The foreign language forged a bond that you are so lucky to have maintained throughout your lifetime. The repetition of the line so powerfully demonstrates your closeness.
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I really enjoyed your writing. Speaking Chinese feels like a metaphor here for the special bond that you have with your mother. Thanks for sharing!
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What a lovely bond was forged that will last forever!
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Lovely, simply put and deeply felt.
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This little vignette so leaves me wanting more – clever author trick! All the little details really frame the deeper theme and bring a smile!
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I loved your story. I really connected with it. I feel like I have a special bond with my mom too and can’t wait to share one with my daughter (when I have kids). Thanks so much for sharing!
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I love this! Even as we grow old we can still enjoy parts of our childhood. Sounds like you and your mom have a strong relationship, even if you aren’t speaking Chinese.
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What a lovely, lovely story. It’s evident from this story that you and your mom share a very special bond.
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