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Xiaolu Guo
A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary for Lovers
A love story - cultural differences, misunderstandings and yes, I see what she is saying.
Su Tong
Binu and the Great Wall

Binu and the Great Wall

Binu And The Great Wall is a wonderful myth retold in the words of Su Tong, the author of ‘Rice’.  The myth of Binu and how her tears washed away the Great Wall have been passed down through the ages. It is a tale of hardship, brutality and undying love. Su Tong’s version of the myth, brings to the reader the harshness and brutality that led to the constuction of the wall and the terrible effects it had on the common people.

17 octobre 2009 6 17 /10 /octobre /2009 00:29
Today is Divali/deepavali and brings me back to the days when we celebrated it in Malaysia - where we took advantage of the open houses of our Hindu friends and visit each and everyone in their turn while stuffing ourselves with festive food..

There has been a spate of e-mails spanning Malaysia, UK and Australia where the classmates of class 76 have been organising a get together. It makes me a tad homesick and feel like I am missing out

smjk convent Teluk Intan
However more that 2 decades have passed since those of heady Convent schoolgirl days. Do I really hark back to those days? I think it was a time when I felt left out of many things - although my classmates did not consciously leave me out nor was I ever bullied at school as disabled kids can be here in the UK. I went to a mainstream school - there are no public schools in Malaysia, everybody go to a state school. I was most envious of my disabled friends here who went to special schools and would ever so often blame their  special schooling for everything and call themselves 'special school survivors'

I consider our schooling back in Malaysia excellent. But I had no role models - there were no other disabled person to compare myself to. They must have been around but I did nt know any other disabled person. My parents were determined that I got everything I needed and I believe I was known by the devotion my mother gave me.

I remember my feeling of being excluded - from the class band, PE, class theatrical and choir performances. I am not sure if I felt really unhappy or resentful of being left out but I remember feeling a misfit.

After having moved around so much, I don't doubt if I did make it to a reunion there would be so much I cannot really share but those shared memories still hold those bonds even after not having seen some of them for more than 30 years.
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