what point of view is The door opened, and an old man and an old woman came out carrying bowls of rice and soup and a leafy branch of peaches. "Have you eaten rice today, little girl?" . . . They gave me an egg, as if it were my birthday, and tea, though they were older than I, but I poured for them. The teapot and the rice pot seemed bottomless, but perhaps not; the old couple ate very little except for peaches.
From Maxine Hong Kingston, The Woman Warrior. Copyright 1976 by Maxine Hong Kingston