traditions

The moon shone brightly over the village of Umuofia, casting long shadows between the thatched huts, illuminating partially the storytelling circle. Tonight was the night of tales for young and old, all gathered to hear the wisdom of ancient days. It was also the night Nwoye had chosen to confront his inner turmoil.

In the heart of Chinatown, a mystic shop was hidden among the bustling streets, owned by a wise elderly woman, also known as the grandmother to Joan Chen. The shop was crammed with artifacts, each with a story. One peculiar object that caught Joan's attention was a red candle, a memento from her grandmother's past life in China, a parallel to a tale from Amy Tan's 'The Joy Luck Club'. It was believed that the red candle held an echo of a story, a tale of love and hope, it was the beacon of their family lineage, the legacy of the red candle.