I'll Get You a Cook Book

My fight with mark didn't end there. Mark was popular at school. I never want to think again about the two weeks followed. At dinner, i asked dad, do i have a chink face? Dad put down his chopsticks, even though i had never told him what happened in school. He closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. No, you don't. Mom looked at dad, not understanding. She looked back at me. Sa, chow chink, english. I sai speak English. We should eat American food.