In My Hands Today…

Northern Girls – Sheng Keyi, translated by Shelly Bryant (Translator)

15699664Qian Xiaohong is born into a sleepy Hunan village, where the new China rush towards development is a mere distant rumour. A buxom, naïve sixteen-year-old, she yearns to leave behind hometown scandal and joins the mass migration to the bustling boomtown of Shenzhen. There, she must navigate dangerous encounters with ruthless bosses, jealous wives, sympathetic hookers and corrupt policemen as she tries to find her place in the ever-evolving society.

Hardship and tragedy are in no short supply as her journey takes her through a grinding succession of dead-end jobs. To help her through this confusing maze, Xiaohong finds solace in the close ties she makes with the other migrant girls – the community of her fellow ‘northern girls’ – who quickly learn to rely on each other for humour and the enjoyment of life’s simple pleasures.

In My Hands Today…

The Lucky Gourd Shop – Joanna C. Scott

686524When an American mother’s three adopted children reach their teens, they grow curious about their Korean heritage. A much-anticipated letter from Korea fails to satisfy them but sparks memories in the eldest. So begins the heartbreaking and inspiring tale of their birth mother’s life as their adoptive mother imagines it.

Abandoned as a baby and then, again and again, Mi Sook is raised in a Korean coffee shop by its string of owner-mothers. She grows to adulthood fiercely independent and eventually comes to manage the shop. But her marriage to Kun Soo, with whom she has three children, begins a series of events that ultimately wrench her babies from her arms. Deceived by Kun Soo and his well-intentioned mother, and unsupported by a rigidly Confucian culture, Mi Sook emerges as a tragic and heroic figure who embodies the rich complexities of a nation – and of the heart.

Poem: An Ode to my Phone

Something that’s always in our hands, from the time we wake up till we close our eyes, our phones are almost an extension of ourselves. Here’s something I wrote for the extension of my life….

An Ode to my Phone

You are the first I see when I open my eyes and the last before I sleep
My heart goes a pitter patter when I hear you beep!

You are my access to the world
Without you, I feel I am not in control

When I look back to the time you were not in my life
I wonder, how did I manage with all that strife?

I am just a few keys away from my loved ones
Who are across continents and oceans

The world is my oyster, everything a click or an app away
You make my life feel complete, whether at work or at play

You make me preserve my minutiae of my daily life and my memories
With you around, life is a breeze!

Oh, my iPhone, how much I love you,
I can’t now imagine a life without you,

Please do not die on me, not without a replacement
Because I sure won’t be me when you are absent!

In My Hands Today…

Black Flower – Young-Ha Kim, translated by Charles La Shure

13356671In 1904, as the Russo-Japanese War deepened, Asia was parceled out to rising powers and the Korean empire was annexed by Japan. Facing war and the loss of their nation, more than a thousand Koreans left their homes to seek possibility elsewhere—in unknown Mexico.

After a long sea voyage, these emigrants—thieves and royals, priests and soldiers, orphans and entire families—disembark with the promise of land. Soon they discover the truth: they have been sold into indentured servitude.

Aboard ship, an orphan, Ijeong, fell in love with the daughter of a noble; separated when the various haciendados claim their laborers, he vows to find her. After years of working in the punishing heat of the henequen fields, the Koreans are caught in the midst of a Mexican revolution. Some flee with Ijeong to Guatemala, where they found a New Korea amid Mayan ruins.

A tale of star-crossed love, political turmoil, and the dangers of seeking freedom in a new world, Black Flower is an epic story based on a little-known moment in history.