I grew up in Malaysia and spoke Malay, an island language related to Hawaiian. Malaysia was a British colony and became independent in 1957. Everyone born before 1957, I was born in 56,’ went to British
My Dad was an unsolvable mystery to me. He married my mother when she was seventeen and they had me when she was nearly nineteen.
My husband and I got into an argument while driving on Interstate 8 from San Diego to our old house in Tucson. Funny that we’d been living in San Diego for three months and on that day of all days, we were driving to Tucson on the anniversary of his late wife’s death.
It was the fifth of October 1946. I was standing on the platform at Donnybrook, clutching the precious gift in my hands. I was nine years old and wearing my new frock made of white mosquito netting.
The Rock That Swallows Mothers
Constantly by Cliff Richard or How I Learned English
Bucktooth
Chapter 4. Challenges and Celebrations
Chapter 3. Coping With Change