Singapore, June 2010. I’m on the phone with my third aunt, on a quest for a clearer picture of a foggy fragment from my childhood.
“Sar Yee (third aunt), you know those little black and white cards you used to play when I was small? What are they called?” I asked.
“Oh, Chit Kee!” she remembers. “We haven’t played Chit Kee for so long. The last time we played was with your grandfather and grandaunt.”