Editor's Note: Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician, Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she explains that toddlers a...Editor's Note: Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician, Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she explains that toddlers are not quite ready for touch-screen technology.展开更多
Editorfs Note:Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician. Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she shares her experience of play...Editorfs Note:Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician. Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she shares her experience of playing chess with her five-year-old son, and some of her thoughts about the game.展开更多
Five years ago, when my daughter was just five months old, and still a chubby infant, I celebrated my firstever Mother＇s Day （as a mother）. I recall the experience acutely. Mother＇s Day was approaching and 1 point...Five years ago, when my daughter was just five months old, and still a chubby infant, I celebrated my firstever Mother＇s Day （as a mother）. I recall the experience acutely. Mother＇s Day was approaching and 1 pointedly reminded my Chinese husband that he needed to celebrate his own mother,展开更多
My grandmother was the one who taught nay uncle to throw a football. This is a recycled story; it＇s been told far too many times in my family——especially by my grandmother herself, who started repeating her stories...My grandmother was the one who taught nay uncle to throw a football. This is a recycled story; it＇s been told far too many times in my family——especially by my grandmother herself, who started repeating her stories many years ago before she passed away in 2016. This story is of the single-line variety, but it acts like a zipper opening onto a bigger scene. Picture a woman in the late 1950s with a tight sweater, conical breasts, perhaps a silk scarf tied loosely over her curlerfixed hairdo, slim-fitting pants, and a football poised perfectly atop a crooked arm. A little boy waits across the yard, legs apart, knees bent. He is grounded and ready, eyes dancing.展开更多
文摘Editor's Note: Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician, Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she explains that toddlers are not quite ready for touch-screen technology.
文摘Editorfs Note:Ember Swift, the proud mother of two, is a writer and an internationally touring musician. Originally from Toronto, she has lived in Beijing since 2008. In this article, she shares her experience of playing chess with her five-year-old son, and some of her thoughts about the game.
文摘Five years ago, when my daughter was just five months old, and still a chubby infant, I celebrated my firstever Mother＇s Day （as a mother）. I recall the experience acutely. Mother＇s Day was approaching and 1 pointedly reminded my Chinese husband that he needed to celebrate his own mother,
文摘My grandmother was the one who taught nay uncle to throw a football. This is a recycled story; it＇s been told far too many times in my family——especially by my grandmother herself, who started repeating her stories many years ago before she passed away in 2016. This story is of the single-line variety, but it acts like a zipper opening onto a bigger scene. Picture a woman in the late 1950s with a tight sweater, conical breasts, perhaps a silk scarf tied loosely over her curlerfixed hairdo, slim-fitting pants, and a football poised perfectly atop a crooked arm. A little boy waits across the yard, legs apart, knees bent. He is grounded and ready, eyes dancing.
