Born in America , I spoke English ,not Chinese , the language of my ancestors .When I was three, my parents flashed cards with Chinese 36 at my face , but I pushed them 37 .My mom believed I would learn 38 I was ready .But the 39 never came.
On a Chinese New Year’s Eve , my uncle spoke to me in Chinese , but all I could do was 40 at him , confused , scratching my head .“ Still can’t speak Chinese?” He 41 me , “You can’t even buy a fish in Chinatown .”
“Hey ,this is America , not China.I’ll get some 42 with or without Chinese.” I replied and turned to