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Sun: Short Stories & Drama

Sun:  Short Stories & DramaSun: Short Stories & Drama
Darrell H.Y. Lum
ISBN: 0-910043-02-7
77 pages

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This landmark collection, published in 1980, is the first fiction and drama collection by a local Chinese writer. The stories include classics such as "Beer Can Hat" as well as experimental pieces and "Oranges Are Lucky," a one-act play that revolves around the generational differences between a Chinese-speaking grandmother and her English-speaking grandchildren. This collection established Lum’s signature pidgin narratives that have since become favorites among Hawai‘i readers. "In a world that is forgetting and rejecting its past, separate voices may preserve what little is left or create a new heritage. Darrell H.Y. Lum’s work demonstrates that mainlanders can comprehend pidgin and that island writers, in either pidgin or standard English, have something to say to everyone."—The Paper
Author and playright, Darrell Lum, was born in 1950 in Honolulu, Hawaii. With Eric Chock in 1978, he founded Bamboo Ridge Press, a small literary press devoted to publishing work that reflects Hawaii's multicultural people.

Lum's own work draws on the humor and heartbreak of growing up in Hawaii speaking pidgin English (Hawaiian creole English). It explores the formation of a "local" identity, one formed by grandmothers who arrive in Hawaii as children at the end of the nineteenth century and of whom he was ashamed as a child, longing to be "all-American"; by a grandfather who wrote classical Chinese poetry in an outdoor gazebo he called "Lum's Pavilion of Filial Piety Inspirations"; and by all the stories that continue to weave in and out of his life.

He has published several works for children and two stories, Sun: Short Stories (1980) and Pass On, No Pass Back (which received the 1992 Outstanding in Fiction from the Association for Asian American Studies and the 1999 in Literature.
Da Beer Can Hat

One time I went ask Bobo what he do during da daytime when I go school. He tell he go by da supermarket and wheel da cart around. Used to be he wheel 'em around outside in da parking lot.

I ask him what he saving up fo' and he tell, "One Motobecane, jes' liek motorcycle dat. Tired pump my bike." Bobo's bike stay all junky, old style gooseneck and one-speed and one old newspaper bag hanging on da handlebars. Was shetty.

Me, I saving up for one skateboard, Cobra kine with heavy duty trucks, and one college edja-kay-shen. As what my fahdah tell me.

So me and Bobo, we stay together pretty good. Plenny guys tell, why I stay wit' Bobo. Dey tell he talk crooked, his mouth funny kine and sometimes drool li'l bit. I tell, "Watch out bra--he know kung fu and make like da wrestlah, da Missing Link, 'Whoaaa...yeah!'" But I went show him how fo' wipe his mout' before he sell newspaper to da custamah. I went buy him hanka-chief too. I wanted da kine wit' initials on top, "B.B." for Bobo. But I couldn't find, so I went buy one with "W" I tink, at sidewalk sale. Make 'em feel good, boy--I feel good too, though. He learn good, wipe his mouth first before he go to da customer. He no talk too good. Everytime guys tell, "Hah? What you talking, stupid." He only can try his best but no come out clear, "Heef-teen sants, paypah." But me, I used to it already.