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484. Interview with the author

What inspired you to write the third of the Tiger Saga series? 

At the end of Wings of a Flying Tiger, I left a small window of opportunity to bring back Jasmine Bai. I loved this character so much that I wanted to write more of her story. However, I couldn’t do it. I knew her life wouldn’t be easy. I’ve already given her so much trouble that I didn’t have the heart to hurt her any further. 

On June 29, 2019, Greg Alexander attended my presentation at Sedona Public Library, bringing in his father’s flight jacket. His father, Ed Alexander, had fought the Japanese in WWII in China as a pilot, just like my hero, Danny Hardy. 

Greg thanked me for writing books about American heroes. Two days later, he finished reading Wings of a Flying Tiger. “My eyes blurred with tears… You reached me, touched me in a way I haven’t felt for ages…” Before sleep, he asked his father, who passed away many years ago, to give him permission to share the jacket with me, and he woke up the next day by the tapping of a pure yellow bird on his window.

Someone offered to buy the jacket for $5000; he didn’t sell. A WWII museum asked him to donate; he didn’t donate. His son wanted to have it; Greg didn’t give it to his son. 

Yet, he gave it to me. 

Greg told me the reason: 

The similarity between Danny Hardy and his father is striking: Both were shot down in southern China and lost their best friends during the mission. Both had leg injuries and malaria. Both were rescued by Chinese villagers, who treated them with herbal medicines and sheltered them for several months while the Japanese soldiers searched for them.

The flight jacket played a vital role in Wings of a Flying Tiger—a Blood Chit was sewed to the back of the jacket. In Chinese, it reads: “This foreigner has come to China to help in the war effort. Soldiers and civilians, one and all, should protect him.” Jasmine Bai realized that Danny Hardy was an American pilot because of the Blood Chit.

Since he promised his mother that he would keep the jacket in the family, Greg asked me to be his sister. So, on July 4, 2019, I became the little sister of a Flying Tiger’s son. I’m part of a Flying Tiger’s family. 

I wrote the books because the Flying Tigers’ stories touched me. I wanted to thank them for their bravery and sacrifice. I have never imagined that one day a Flying Tiger and his son would walk into my life and touch me in such a profound way.

This heartwarming event inspired me so much that I started writing the third of the Tiger Saga series. Even though Danny Hardy is gone, his fighting spirit lives on through Jasmine Bai and the next generation. 

Is any character in your novel based on a historical figure?

In December 1936, Chiang Kai-shek, the leader of the Nationalist government, was detained by his subordinates in Xi’an. Generals Zhang Xueliang and General Yang Hucheng held him captive until he agreed to an alliance between the Nationalists and the Communists. After the Xi’an Incident, the two parties formed a united front to counter the Japanese invasion. But later, General Zhang was detained and spent over fifty years under house arrest, first in Mainland China and then in Taiwan. 

General Yang was arrested, along with his wife, children, and some of his staff members. He remained in prison for twelve years until Chiang Kai-shek ordered him executed in September 1949, shortly before the Communists took over the Mainland. 

Song Qigun was General Yang’s secretary. As a member of the Communist Party, he was secretly sent to the Nationalist Army. After Xi’an Incident, he was one of the staff members arrested by the Nationalist Secret Police. His wife, Xu Linxia, and his son, Song Zhenshong, were imprisoned with him. Leng Xue and Shen Shen in my book were based on them. 

Song Zhengshong, nicknamed Sen Sen, was only eight months old when he went to jail with his parents. On September 6, 1949, he was butchered by the Nationalist Secret Police in Chungking at age eight, and he became the youngest Revolutionary Martyr bestowed by the Communist Party. He was a minor character in a historical novel Red Crag, but he left such a long-lasting impression that I brought him back in my book. 

On November 28, 1949, the Nationalist Secret Police carried out a massacre in jail in Chungking, shooting prisoners with machine guns, and over two hundred people were slaughtered. Yang Qindian was a jailer who participated in the killing of the eight-year-old boy, Song Zhengshong. Feeling remorseful and awakened by humanity, he opened the doors and set nineteen detainees free, including Luo Guangbin, one of the two authors of Red Crag. During the Cultural Revolution, Yang Qindian was labeled as a Nationalist spy and sentenced to twenty years in prison. Tan Yin, in my novel, was partly created because of him. 

Red Crag is a Chinese novel published in 1961. It was set in Chungking during the Chinese Civil War in 1949 and based partly on the experiences of its authors Luo Guangbin and Yang Yiyan—both were imprisoned by the Nationalist Secret Police. This novel has played a critical role in the heroism culture of that era. As a kid growing up during that time, I was inevitably influenced by the story. 

During the Cultural Revolution, Red Crag was labeled as a Counter-revolutionary book, and both authors were wrongfully accused as Traitors. After enduring public humiliation and physical persecution, on February 10, 1967, Luo Guangbin committed suicide by jumping off a tall building. In 1978, like my character Li Ming and countless other cases, Mr. Luo was posthumously “rehabilitated,” and his name was cleared. The Cultural Revolution was a crazy time, and many tragedies like this have happened. 

The political movements you described in the book are devastating and incredible. Are they true? Did your family suffer from them? 

 Yes, they are true. From 1949 to 1976, there have been two dozen campaigns launched by the Communist Party in Mainland China, some of which had enormous negative impacts, resulting in extreme terror and millions of deaths. While I wrote the book, I felt sorry for my parents and grandparents, who went through all those tough times.  

My grandmother, Yuan Changying, was the first Chinese woman to receive a master’s degree in the UK, and she became a famous writer and a professor at Wuhan University. During the Anti-Rightist Movement in 1957, she was wrongfully accused as a Counter-revolutionary Rightist and fired from her job. Allegedly, she’d criticized the Party in the Hundred Flowers Campaign the previous year, during which the Communist Party encouraged citizens to express their opinions of the government and its ideology. Like a minor character in my novel, my grandma only expressed her views privately to her friend, who gave her up under pressure to save his own skin. During the Cultural Revolution, she was kicked out of her university housing and sent back to her hometown, a remote rural village hundreds of miles away. She died there alone. 

My aunt, Yang Jingyuan, received her master’s degree from the University of Michigan in 1948 and became a famous translator. She translated Peter Pan, Jane Eyre, Wuthering Heights, and other classics into Chinese. Eager to help build the new China, she returned to the Mainland at the end of the Chinese Civil War. During the Anti-Rightist Movement, she was also wrongfully accused as a Counter-revolutionary Rightist and sent to a labor camp for many years.

As professors, my parents also had tough times during the Cultural Revolution. My father, Yang Hongyuan, spent several years in a labor camp while my mother, Zhou Chang, took care of my sister and me, who were little kids. My father was allowed to come back home only once a year. I remember him bringing home eggs and peanuts, which were precious since food was limited by ration coupons. To this day, I still can’t imagine how he stood on a bumpy bus or the back of a truck for seven hours, holding a basket full of eggs and trying to make sure the eggs would be intact. 

Like a character in my novel, my friend’s father said that Chairman Mao was just a human being. He said the slogan ‘Long live Chairman Mao’ wasn’t logical, and Chairman Mao would die one day like everybody else. Because of this comment, he was sent to prison. Unable to handle the mental and physical torment, he killed himself there. 

Even I, a little girl during the Cultural Revolution, felt the oppressive atmosphere. Shao Xian Dui, the Young Pioneers of China, is a mass youth organization for children aged six to fourteen, and each member wears a red scarf. Having the red scarf was, and still is, a symbol of being a good kid. Most of my classmates joined Shao Xian Dui in the first grade, but I wasn’t accepted until the third grade, simply because my grandma was a Counter-revolutionary Rightist.

One day when I was in the first grade, several school officials showed up in our classroom. They made us write several sentences and sign our names and then took the papers away. A couple of days later, a boy was kicked out of school. Rumor had it that he wrote “Counter-revolutionary” slogans. Why would a seven-year-old boy write such a thing was beyond me and was never explained. Things like these affected me tremendously, and I learned to be extremely careful. I was shy and fearful, partly because of the environment I grew up in. 

Is it true that after stopping it for ten years, Mainland China resumed the College Entrance Exam in 1977? 

 Yes, it is true. 

In 1966, the Cultural Revolution swept the nation, and the college examination was suspended. For ten years, normal learning at schools was interrupted, and all the universities were closed as students were mobilized to participate in the revolution, and professors were publicly humiliated. Since 1968, following Chairman Mao’s instruction, millions of young people were sent to the countryside to be “reeducated” by peasants.

After the Cultural Revolution, Deng Xiaoping, the paramount leader of the People’s Republic of China, decided to tackle the problems in the education system, and the College Entrance Exam resumed in 1977. 

One of my friends passed the exam in 1977. But like Little Tiger in my novel, he wasn’t accepted by any university—he failed at zheng shen—political background check, simply because his father was wrongfully accused as a Counter-revolutionary Rightist. He wrote a letter to Mr. Deng Xiaoping. The staff in Deng’s office took his case seriously, and the following year, a prestigious university accepted him.

In 1979, I passed the College Entrance Exam and became a student at Wuhan University. It is hard to imagine what my life would have become without this life-changing opportunity.

Check my website https://www.irisyang-author.com/ for more information about my books, interviews, and presentations.

483. Legacy of the Tigers, the third of the Tiger Saga Trilogy, is now available on Amazon

Legacy of the Tigers: In China’s political chaos, a woman’s desperate search for her family and the American pilot she loves.

In the winter of 1942, Jasmine Bai survives the freezing wilderness and decides to keep her baby, even though he is the product of a gang-rape by Japanese soldiers. In 1947, her quiet life in a remote cabin is disrupted by the news of her loved one’s death. In the following four decades, Jasmine desperately searches for her family and for Danny Hardy, the American pilot she loves. She is robbed by thugs, thrown in jail by the Nationalist Secret Police, and wrongfully accused by the Communists. In war and political chaos, Jasmine loses her loved ones, but she never loses her sense of decency, nor does she break her promise to the Flying Tiger. Over thousands of miles between Yunnan and Chungking, the third of the Tiger Saga trilogy takes readers along another incredible journey of hardship, resilience, hope, and love.

Featured on National Public Radio, dozens of newspapers, and the Flying Tiger WWII Veterans’ 78th Anniversary Reunion, the first two books have received excellent reviews and they have touched many people, including a son of a Flying Tiger, who gave his father’s invaluable flight jacket to Iris (www.irisyang-author.com).

Wings of a Flying Tiger (Tiger Saga 1):

World War Two. Japanese occupied China. One cousin’s courage, another’s determination to help a wounded American pilot.

“A smashing historical account of China’s chilling bloodbath during WWII…” Paul Falk, Author/Reviewer

Will of a Tiger (Tiger Saga 2):

Sworn brothers—one American, one Chinese—captured, imprisoned, tortured. Survival is just the beginning of the battle…

“Will of a Tiger is a well written and heart-rending story.”—Atlantic Way Review

481. Book Tour

I’m going on a book tour in southern California in two days. Invited by the Flying Tigers WWII Veterans Association, I’ll be one of the two guest speakers at their 78th Anniversary Reunion in San Diego. Also, I’ll give three presentations in the area and two more around Palm Springs.

For more info, please check http://www.irisyang-author.com

464. The northern coast of Scotland

The northern coast of Scotland is wild and unspoiled, lined with miles of pristine beaches, estuaries, hills, and mountains. This is one of the most scenic drives in Scotland. With this tour, however, we only stopped a couple of places for a few minutes to take photos. To tell you the truth, it was frustrating that seeing all those beauty without being able to explore.

457. Abbotsford — The Home of Sir Walter Scott

410. SA Trip (10): Base Torres—A LONG Hike

Base Torres is one of the most famous spots in Chile. It is a 22 kilometer (about 13.5 miles) hike to the foot of the three granite towers, Las Torres del Paine, which rise vertically 1000 meters in front of a small glacial lake.

 A mini tour bus picked me up around 6:30am from my hostel. After picking up a dozen more passengers and driving 2 hours, the driver took us to the park entrance (Torres Del Paine National Park). There was a long line of people from other large tour buses. It took us almost an hour to get the ticket. The driver doesn’t speak any English. He pointed to a guide who can communicate somewhat in English.

It was 10:20 when we started hiking. I asked the guide what time we needed to come back, and he said the hike took about 8 hours. “Turn back from the lake at 3pm.”

Everyone on the bus seemed younger than I am. I was concerned I would be the last one coming back. So I paid attention to time, especially I love taking pictures, which takes time. The first part of the hike was relatively easy, with some uphill. The last hour was a steep climb with muddy, rocky steps (I saw three people fall). I arrived the lake before 2. The view was fantastic, out of this world. But I stayed until 3 and started hiking back. It was 6:20 when I returned, exactly 8 hours from the time we started.

I was the first one. Within minutes, a young couple from Austria showed up. A half-hour later a family of three with a teenage son came back. Then, slowly people returned. But the last two didn’t come back until almost 8:30! They were guys in their late 30s or early 40s. Were they really that slow? Or they didn’t care about other people waiting for them? I don’t know.

Well, maybe I’m just a better hiker than most. 🙂

202. Petrified Forest National Park, Once Again

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I was in Petrified Forest about three month ago with hiking friends (Post#184). Now, once again, I went to the National Park, on my own. The park is huge, but the trails are limited. I drove from one end of the park to the other, stopping and hiking the short trails along the way. The area is remote and was almost deserted. I have seen more of the colorful Petrified Woods, Painted Desert, as well amazing rock arts and a cute lizard.

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195. Arches National Park (1): Amazing Arches

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Arches National Park is one of my favorite NP. I have been there a number of times, yet I love it so much that I don’t mind being there, again and again.

Although the longest trail is only 7.2 miles, there are a number of them. If you hike every single one of them like I did, it’ll still take you a couple of days. Can you imagine that there are more than 2000 arches in the park? Simply amazing! Every time I saw those astonishing arches, I couldn’t help but marveling the splendor of Mother Nature. So fortunate to witness such a beauty!

PS. the only “drawback” of the area (Moab) is it’s very expensive to stay. Even Motel 6 costs $90. I stayed in a hostel (Lazy Lizard). With a private room, it costs $28 (share bathroom and showers).

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177. Sedona (4): Full Moon Drum Circle

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After being in Sedona and hiking on my own for more than two months, I decided to check out hiking groups around the area. I am, after all, a very sociable person. 🙂 Besides, you learn hidden gems from locals.

One of such treasures I found out is the Full Moon Drum Circle. Once a month, at the night of full Moon, people gather at Cathedral Rock playing drums. I have heard about the drum circle before, but never got detailed information until I asked the right person. Lark, an organizer of a Meetup hiking group, happened to know the info I wanted. And she actually set up an event after I asked her! The minute after I received the email, I signed up. 🙂

It turned out to be as magic as I imagined!

Cathedral Rock is an amazing place. The hike up the saddle requires a bit scrambling. But the view is breathtaking. I have hiked up on my own before; it was equally fun with a group of like-minded people.

After the hike, we sat around, had our picnic dinner, waiting for the Moon to rise. Boy, the full Moon was bright, and huge! I was fascinated! With the music from the drum circle and the Cathedral Rock towering behind us, I certainly felt the spirit, and the magic of the special land and the night of a full Moon!

I didn’t have a drum, but believe me, I had as much fun as anyone there. With the soothing and soulful music, I danced, and danced the night away.

So this was Drum Circle at Cathedral Rock: breathtaking scenery; mesmerizing full Moon and enchanting music from the drums! Life is good! So good!

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171. Just by the side of US-89

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The scenery along Highway 89 between Kanab, UT and Page, AZ is amazing, even without specific name. When I say “amazing”, it really speaks to someone who loves wild, desolated area. I love the natural, unspoiled feel. The only drawback, as I mentioned in the last post, is there is hardly any paved road away from the main highway. All the pictures here were taken by taking short hikes when I parked my car by the side of the road.

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