Ying-ying, you have tiger eyes. They gather fire in the day. At night they shine golden.

I love my daughter. She and I have shared my body. There is a part of her mind that is a part of mine. But when she was born, she sprang from me like a slippery fish, and has been swimming away ever since.

Only two kinds of daughters, she shouted in Chinese. Those who are obedient and those who follow their own mind!

So this is what I will do. I will gather together my past and look. I will see a thing that has already happened. the pain that cut my spirit loose. I will hold that pain in my hand until it becomes hard and shiny, more clear. And then my fierceness can come back, my golden side, my black side. I will use this sharp pain to penetrate my daughter's tough skin and cut her tiger spirit loose. She will fight me, because this is the nature of two tigers. But I will win and giver her my spirit, because this is the way a mother loves her daughter.

And now I also see what part of me is Chinese. It is so obvious. It is my family. It is in our blood.

But I will win and give her my spirit, because this is the way a mother loves her daughter. -Ying Ying

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