Flashback #2

The first language that I spoke with my parents was Chinese. I struggled with English for the longest time, even after entering Raffles Institution, where most of my peers had no qualms making compelling English speeches, reading English books voraciously and responding to questions with wit and humor. I was falling behind – thank God that it’s not too behind – I had the privilege of studying a third language: Japanese. I was well-traveled as a child – choir trips in Europe, immersion programs in China and Japan, and even annual holidays with family were a norm in my life. I felt blessed! I felt that I didn’t need anything else to be happy.