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352 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2020
On my first day at kindergarten in September 1954, I was proud to already know the revolutionary slogans, songs and jingles. I'd been born amid the drone of them, into a noisy world filled with enthusiasm for a good life and hatred for the evildoers, both local and foreign who had exploited China for centuries. Since infancy I'd been infused with cries of revolution, denunciation and the struggle for freedom — indeed, they were my first babbling words, and now I loved shouting them with the other children. The red stars on the flaps of our schoolbags shone in the morning sun and reflected in our happy faces. We were a sea of little soldiers in khaki, ready to conquer the bad world under Chairman Mao. (p.11)