…her eyes followed Nica's, watching the lone hawk encircling the trees against an expanse of blue and white.
"Can a hawk forget its hawkness and a man his race?" Suwen asked.
"Of course not!"
"But if I had been given away as a baby to an Indian family, then wouldn't
I grow up Indian even though I might look Chinese?"
-- Fistful of Colours (72).
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