My grandmother would listen to the old radio commentary on hockey matches while her fingers flew with the cane. Even now, the sound of a swift pass on the field reminds me of the *thlap-thlap* sound of bamboo strips being woven tight—both need a rhythm, you know? Sometimes I think my baskets are my own little *ka phlang* for keeping the game's spirit safe.
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