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The next day, for the first time ever, she sent the boy and his sister to school with peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in their lunch pails. "No more rice balls," she said. "And if anyone asks, you're Chinese."
The boy had nodded. "Chinese," he whispered. "I'm Chinese."
"And I," said the girl, "am the Queen of Spain."
"In your dreams," said the boy.
"In my dreams," said the girl, "I'm the King."

--When the Emperor Was Divine / Julie Otsuka