A good book about a most bizarre life…sort of. Well, half of a good book.A young Canadian national wants to understand her roots, and returns to China…in 1972. At the beginning of the end of the Cultural Revolution she arrives a committed Maoist, and is soon allowed to enroll at Beijing Universit...
“Can I come over and talk to you?” a female asked politely. It was February 5, 1981. I covered the mouthpiece and whispered to Norman. He shrugged. “Sure,” I told her. “Why don’t you come tomorrow morning?” Our many years in China – six for me and fourteen for Norman – naturally aroused suspicion...