Every trip to my hometown nowadays, are spent listening to my parent’s account of our family history. Every time it adds up. It’s interesting to see how all these history has in one way or other influenced the way we were brought up. In many sense, history repeats itself, and it shows itself very clearly in our family history.
Very interesting this family history. Essentially, I’m pretty much 2nd generation Malaysian-born Chinese (about 50/50). It’s also kind a funny to note that just 60 years is enough to change the landscape of my hometown to something that is quite different from the past.
Do you know your family history?
Maybe I should chronicle some of this history somewhere… if not, storing it by memory would be a very fragile exercise. 😛