Celebrating cultural diversity, a wonderful picture book
follows a spirited Chinese-American girl as she tries to convince her mother
and father that selling Chinese food on this all-American holiday is not
acceptable, but as the parade passes by and fireworks color the night sky, she
learns a valuable lesson.
What is love? A child wonders. What does it feel like, smell
like, taste like? How does it move? How long does it last?
And as she prepares a traditional Chinese meal for
her family, the child's mother replies: her love for him is rosy as
wolfberries, warm like tea, sweeter than the red dates she puts in his soup. It
shines through the water like its own brilliant sun. It goes round and round
with no beginning and no end. Because a mother's love for a child is always
there, warm and soft, broad and tender.