When An-Mei was a young girl, her grandmother told her that her mother was a ghost. In that time, something that was considered a ghost was like an ANALOGY. It was not something that was dead, it was just forbidden to talk about. An-Mei was afraid of her grandmother. She told An-Mei stories that would scare her into doing what she was told. An-Mei was to never speak of her mother.
One day, An-Mei’s mother showed up at the house. Because she was told to never speak her name, An-Mei was frozen and fearful. She said, “And because I remember Popo told me not to speak her name, I stood there, mute.” Her mother stroked her face and searched for the scar under her chin. An-Mei learned the value of honor and pain.
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