In the extract “I am Chinese : On identity and belonging in both Asia and the UK”‚ the author appeals to the uncertainty of her own cultural background as Malaysian-Chinese and British. Olive immerses herself in the muggy conditions on a visit to Malaysia‚ and she hangs around the riverbank with her relatives‚ eating their food and delighting in the chill of the water flow. Despite that‚ Olive delivers to her audience a sense of bleary connections between her culture and the way it frames her identity
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I read the book Amy Carmichael Rescuer of Precious Gems‚ by Janet & Geoff Benge. It was published in 1998-1999 by YWAM Publishing. It has 202 pages. I don’t have a reason for choosing this book‚ I kind of just took a random book off the shelf. Amy Carmichael was born on December 16‚ 1867 in Millisle‚ County Down‚ Ireland. Amy Carmichael went to Marlborough House Boarding School until November 1882‚ when her father’s business was losing money so they couldn’t afford to send her and her two
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freely throughout my body. Today was the day that everything changed and the whole world around me would collapse. This was the day that I would have to travel 6209.2km across the world. To a place that is foreign and unknown to me but was once a place I used to call home. It was 6:09am in Bahrain. I watched as the large glowing sphere rose slowly into the dull morning sky. Casting sunbeams in every direction while it illuminated the small town. I stared out the glass panes in my room as the colours
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Said Mr. Alford‚ as he pointed his hand towards the lounge. I nodded gently as I walked pass my parent’s old bedroom. As I looked around‚ the bedroom itself hadn’t changed much since I was a little kid; I haven’t seen it in a while thought. I remember how I came in here a lot in the middle of a thunderstorm at night to wake my mother up‚ as I was too scared to sleep by myself. My father hated that! However‚ my mother always laughed her head off as she wondered how a little kid like me could walk all
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“Father‚ why did you join the war?” *** The sun rose proudly as the morning clouds parted revealing the stairs to what seemed like heaven as I glanced through my office window. The light slowly uncovered the field outside as the men marched uniformly while I saluted to my countries flag that stood high above foreign soil. *** My father focused on the horizon through the morning dew that covered the kitchen window. His hands fidgeting with the cross that hanged from his neck. With a small glimpse
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because I’ve started to dream more about those back at my home town. I’m running late to school again‚ if mum was here I wouldn’t hear the end of how I’m going to be scolded by the teacher‚ as much as I hated hearing it I wonder why I’m remembering it now. I got to school 10 min late for the first period. I got scolded by the teacher and got held back in class for the time I lost. I looked out the window and remembered back at school at my home town‚ always causing mischief and constantly being
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sterile white walls slowly sucking all the colour out of my skin. I could tell that the iron bars covering my window were slathering at the curve of my body. They were tired of always having to stand up straight; they too were slowly taking a part of me. They were taking my outline. The fluorescent light was burning the colour from my hair and the whispers were carrying it away strand by strand. I screamed and screamed for them to stop. I tore at my skin‚ trying to cover it in blood. Red! I needed to
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longer walk among the living‚ still have the words to speak. To think‚ from the silence of death‚ I can still share this with you. Perhaps‚ in this silence‚ where fear no longer governs‚ the soul finds its truest voice. But before you dwell too long on my departure‚ let me tell you this: the past has a way of clinging to you‚ like an old song that refuses to leave your heart. And when the present is too heavy to carry‚ you find yourself returning again and again to the memories of those forgotten days
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still being horrible to my brothers and sisters which makes me feel hurt that I can let that happen to them. My brothers believe that I have abandoned them‚ but I am only trying to get Niang to like me. What’s wrong with that? Can’t I have one thing that goes my way? Or do I just have to sit back and take the abuse from her and father? No‚ I have decided that I will take things into my own hands and prove to Niang that I am loyal and that she can trust me and that I will rat out my siblings to her. Yeah
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obviously lack the physical genetics which my brother and sister gained to my disadvantage. Being in my family is hard; not knowing which snide remark would come next towards my supposed unworthiness to sit at golden table for dinner. My father sitting at the head wearing his golden earpiece constantly on call‚ my brother opposite me with his short sleeved armour flexing silently so that I may always know that his physical dominance is ever present. My sister‚ constantly texting and hearing all the
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