In middle school and high school, I often wrote diaries and poems. They focused on my relationships with my parents. Most of the time, I wrote in Chinese because even though I had been learning English, my English was not good enough to express what I felt. Often I wrote to complain about my father, who, despite the fact that I studied hard and believed that I did a lot more housework than my peers-cooking, washing, cleaning, and feeding pigs-never seemed satisﬁ ed. To him, my food was either too salty or not salty enough. In my Chinese writing, Father was too talkative, constantly fault-ﬁ nding, and did not care for his own family.