the importannce of family is ubiquitous in every culture i've encountered - yes, even in individualisitic ang moh (read: western) ones. not only the primary unit of socialisation, the family offers a host of experiences that many of us ought to be familiar with.
like many other singaporean youths, the paradox of a western upbringing on a chinese value-d foundation has created a mild 'identity' crisis for me. family to me also means obligation, obedience and to a certain extent, passivity. of course, the chinese like to see it as filial piety and respect. oh yes, confucius was smart enough to come up with a subterfuge.
however, i've been blessed with a good family with a sound background. always supportive, always understanding. as much as mum says i'm "losing my roots", i think otherwise. i've never been so aware how yellow i am since studying overseas, being with a non-chinese and having non-asian friends.
so here's a rather loving picture of mum and daddy. i think daddy looks utterly adorable here.
and then there's my granny who's totally cool with thomas. she even showed him her collection of old notes and coins when he was last here in june/july. how feeling and hospitality transcend language is totally bewildering and heart-warming. if you're wondering where i get the cam whore genes from, i think you've got your answer. i had to take four or five shots to appease her.
my uncle's the coolest. having not been around most of my life (haha), he's finally permanently back in singapore after working overseas for so long. i enjoy paying him visits and talking about his work and travels. i should ask him the million dollar east-west question.
here's another one of me, my granny and uncle taken earlier this year in july.
such was my family brunch on sunday. i will meet daddy's side on christmas day.
last but not least, the flu bug has caught up with me.
like many other singaporean youths, the paradox of a western upbringing on a chinese value-d foundation has created a mild 'identity' crisis for me. family to me also means obligation, obedience and to a certain extent, passivity. of course, the chinese like to see it as filial piety and respect. oh yes, confucius was smart enough to come up with a subterfuge.
however, i've been blessed with a good family with a sound background. always supportive, always understanding. as much as mum says i'm "losing my roots", i think otherwise. i've never been so aware how yellow i am since studying overseas, being with a non-chinese and having non-asian friends.
so here's a rather loving picture of mum and daddy. i think daddy looks utterly adorable here.
and then there's my granny who's totally cool with thomas. she even showed him her collection of old notes and coins when he was last here in june/july. how feeling and hospitality transcend language is totally bewildering and heart-warming. if you're wondering where i get the cam whore genes from, i think you've got your answer. i had to take four or five shots to appease her.my uncle's the coolest. having not been around most of my life (haha), he's finally permanently back in singapore after working overseas for so long. i enjoy paying him visits and talking about his work and travels. i should ask him the million dollar east-west question.
here's another one of me, my granny and uncle taken earlier this year in july.
such was my family brunch on sunday. i will meet daddy's side on christmas day.last but not least, the flu bug has caught up with me.
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