Articles by Jason Phu

I’d spend the summer holidays at my grandma’s in Campsie. She would watch Days of Our Lives and I’d just sit somewhere around the house. At some point she’d cook me boiled cabbage and vermicelli soup, sometimes with rice. When I visited my other grandma in Beijing, I’d sit with her in a haze of smoke and watch the world snooker championships. Sometimes she invited my uncles around to watch whatever soccer was on. There was nothing in my house in Croydon Park but angry cockatoos that ate poisonous yellow berries, and both of my grandmas are dead now.