“A ThirdCultureKid [TCK] is a person who has spent a significant part of his or her developmental years outside their parents’ culture.”
Credits to Adrian Bautista, who did this amazing project for his film and media studies minor at Georgetown University.
Continue reading So Where’s Home? – A TCK Documentary
I’ve been rather silent for some time now. Dropped off my peak in Blog Posts in February. And that’s because, it was just after that, that once again my life changed.
After much consideration over the past few years, we had ruled out Northern Ireland, Britain, Singapore, and the rest of Malaysia for College, and it was decided I was going to study my A-levels at a local college in my state.
Then, unforeseen things happened, and in a whirlwind of the past few months, it turns out that my family will be moving nearly 700km away, to start a new life. Again.
Continue reading It’s official. I’m Pulling up Roots. Again
I’ve always been around many languages. Its just something I never thought twice about. I was brought up on English, and lived in Chinese, hence, I speak both English and Mandarin fluently. I also live in a majority-Malay country, and therefore am forced to pick up a teeny bit of Bahasa Melayu in order to survive. Finally, I have a pretty big handful of Indian friends who chatter about in Tamil.
Pretty Pickle ain’t it?
Continue reading Living in a Country with 4 Spoken Languages. Any problems?
a confusion of culture.
I think this is good
because I can
the traveller, sojourner, foreigner,
I think this is also bad
because I cannot
by the person who has sown and grown in the same place.
They know not
the real meaning of homesickeness
that hits me
now and then.
Sometimes I despair of
a United Nations.
Who can recognize either in me
-Alex Graham James
A few days ago, I hopped on a plane that was going to take me thousands of kilometres back from my birthland, Britain, where I had spent 3 weeks, to my hostland, Malaysia, where I have lived for 10 of my 16 years. And on that plane, my emotions, which I have kept in check from the public eye all my life, threatened to boil over.
Continue reading Goodbyes. The hurt.
Right. So. You’re living in another country. They speak a different native language. One can’t hide forever! You have to venture outside and buy food at some point!
And such is true for me. Recently, my Mum fell and tore some muscles in her leg, hence, to cut a long story short, I have been dropped into the responsibility of grocery shopping.
So, here is my story in the first person, of how my brother and I, a pair of teens– went shopping.
Continue reading Shopping in your Non-native Language – The Laughs and Frustrations
Just a wee note that I’m finally going back to the UK for hols! Been years since I was back there.
I’ve written a few short posts and Scheduled them. So do enjoy! I just won’t be around to approve comments. 😉
*boards plane for 30th time in life*
I’m so excited right now, there’s no way I’ll keep my ‘final line’ in till the end of this post. So, here it is!
I just beat, one thousand, five hundred people, in a 20-kilometre cycling sprint, in the largest ever cycling event in Malaysian History, to get 2nd Place.
*squeals with delight*
Continue reading Beating 1.5k People – To get 2nd in the Largest Cycling Event in Malaysian History