I'm a Chinese but I can't speak, read or write Chinese. You see, no one taught me the language when I was growing up as a kid. I remember we spoke mostly English and Cantonese.
Chinese was one of the subject taught in the kindergarten I attended. I remember this laoshi loves to ask the students to stand up and sing a nursery rhyme in Chinese. Those of a different race will have an option to sing in another language. Somehow, this laoshi ALWAYS picked me knowing that I couldn't sing a single Chinese nursery rhyme. So I ALWAYS ended up getting punished by this laoshi like:
- not allowed to sit during class
- cross hands pull ears and do 10 squats
I went to a national school where all the subjects were taught in Bahasa Malaysia. In primary school, there was this Bahasa Ibunda class that the Chinese must attend to learn Chinese and the Indians to learn Tamil. In class, the teacher spoke only Chinese. That language was so alien to me so I was always clueless when she spoke to me or asked me to do anything. I just couldn't comprehend. :(
Before, I was always afraid of China. First of all, I couldn't speak the language and I always hear stories of how people in China will kidnap you and steal your internal organs, etc. It's scary, isn't it? BUT, in 2009, I actually enrolled myself for a 3 months intensive Chinese course in Beijing all ALONE. Everyone was very surprised with my decision and thought that I was very brave. Some thought that I would not survived there. Seriously, I didn't regret that decision at all. I had so much fun in Beijing and I'm not afraid of China anymore. Read my BLCU diary if you're interested.
Staying in Beijing for 3 months was actually one of the happiest moment in my life so far. I met so many people from different parts of the world and some of us are still keeping in touch. On weekends, we would all hang out or visit places in Beijing.
There was this one place I really love. It's called 798 Art District. It is a part of Dashanzi in the Chaoyang district. The whole place is just so artsy fartsy. The buildings there are actually 50-year old decommissioned military factory buildings of unique architectural style turned into art galleries, studios and cafes. It's actually a really nice place to chill (with the right weather of course!) and it's also the purrr-fect place for photography.
So here you go, a snapshot of one of my happiest moment below.
This is a photo taken by Denny of Darwin taking photo of me. Hehe! Did I confuse you?