Two families leave China 100 years ago, This is a journal recording their passage, their so-journ in Borneo and then on to Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, England and beyond. A fascinating account of how time and place have changed the members.
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Freshwater Report Card Wairoa reporting area State of Auckland
http://www.shopage.fr/?q=Freshwater+Report+Card+Wairoa+reporting+area+State+of+Auckland+
This site links some of my blog posts.
Duck tales
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Rooster for a husband.
Last Saturday, during my book presentation I spoke about this unusual, unbelievable incredible custom, marrying a rooster.
I wrote in my From China to Borneo to Beyond, my dad whilst still a baby was betrothed a another baby girl.
Dad came to Borneo, and the girl remained in her home in China.
World War 2 came, and Dad was forced to marry to avoid being conscripted into the Japanese Army. Likewise Mum was forced to marry to avoid being caught to become a Japanese Comfort woman.
Because the Confucius customs permitted multiple wives, a wedding ceremony was performed in China. A rooster acted as a proxy for Dad, and I had a mum in China, The poor girl, married to a rooster. We often joked, what did they do to the rooster?
tonsillitis
Did you or your kids have your tonsils out?
As a child, I had bad sore throats, and the doctor thought I had tonsillitis. I was told I would have the operation, the surgeon over rules him. I still have my tonsils.
As an adult in NZ, I found I am allergic to peanuts. I wonder if the peanuts caused my sore throat.
Monday, April 27, 2015
old playground for civil servants
Photo borrowed from my friend Sarawakiana,
Reposting this for an old friend who used to live near the playground. Maimunah.
I could never understand why the makers of playground equipment made these things that go round and round. When I was little, we lived near a playground provided by the Government.
Whenever I see equipment that go round and round, I think of this incident with my Cousin Catherine. I posted this last year.
I never liked the "Merry Go Round" aka roundabout, it was like a bird cage of 8 feet diameter. Otherwise, it was like a giant rattle, with the handle stuck in the ground. We could sit on wooden planks or stand. It was two feet from ground. The braver ones hold with one hand and stand on one leg with the body outside the cage. A person or two stand on the ground and spin the cage. Usually the bigger boys did that. I was prong to dizziness but it didn't deter me from joining the rest to be spun round and round.
In those days, our cousins always came in the holidays and they would go crazy in the playground as they didn't live near one.
My fondest memory or one that impacted all of us was we were all on it, and the boys were spinning us. There were two little cousins M and C. Cousin H who was my age was eating a preserved plum and carrying one of our other cousins.
I was screaming because I always getting dizzy. H dropped her sour plum and was bending down to pick it. She didn't know that when you are on it, you must hold on to the rails very tightly. The little cousin's head was almost touching to the ground as we spun round and round. H tried to grab hold of cousin M or C. She was spun like rag doll or a head banger when an ice skater spins his partner holding her legs.
Initially the boys just spun faster and faster. It was terrifying, all the girls were screaming and our little cousin was crying. Realizing what was happening, the boys pulled the Merry Go Round to make it go the reversed direction before it finally stopped.
Luckily our cousin was not hurt, and only shaken. In fact, we were all shaken. It was our secret. We never told anyone. Catherine, H and I belonged to different sets of family. We bribed Catherine and her sister M to keep quiet.
I am reposting part of my blog http://annkschin.blogspot.co.nz/2011/12/happy-birthday-cousin-catherine.html, Now that she has retired, she will laugh again on our childhood shenanigans.
your book: From China to Borneo and Beyond
so happy to hear from a reader.
I
have just started reading your book. It is giving me some insight into
my family history as when I was growing up it was never talked about
nor did we sit down and have a talk or discussion about and I do not
know why. To complicate stuff we were brought up Catholics and went to
Convent and Brother school thus do not know any cultural heritage at
all.
Did you publish your book yourself? It is great that you had family support and help in writing your family history down.
Thanks for your inspiration and wish you all the best?
I borrowed it from the Public Library.
A friend has read it and mention it to me.
I am living here in Auckland.
Cheers,
PS
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Carousel A Real Nice Clambake
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4SP-JVu5qs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4SP-JVu5qs
45 years, and I can still remember part of the song. One day, whilst watching a gane quiz show, they asked what is a clambake, my friends were surprised I knew what it is, and even know how to sing it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4SP-JVu5qs
45 years, and I can still remember part of the song. One day, whilst watching a gane quiz show, they asked what is a clambake, my friends were surprised I knew what it is, and even know how to sing it.
Carousel - I loved you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuHAh-2xGxw
Coming from Primary school to Methodist Secondary school fun. I was in Form 1 that 1967, and the school had put on a Musical. I didn't know the Perfecting Arts Society was on, and my girl friend Dayang Soraya had a lead in the junior choir.
My teacher Mdm Mamora had taught me this song If I love you from the musical Carousel. I can still sing it.
My part in this Musical was to sell tickets. There was a price for the class which sold the most number of tickets. The price was half price for that class to buy the tickets to watch. I was lucky, across the road from us, were the very senior Government Servants. They were usually English Senior servant.
I went to sell them the tickets and it was very daunting to knock on the door. The other groups were peace corps from USA. They were friendlier and were colleagues of Dad. My class, basically me, sold the most number of tickets. (Paki Paki me.)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEXpilQYN5E
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEXpilQYN5E this one by Hugh Jackman
Nepal
The news of the earthquake in Nepal saddens me. I have a special passion in this country.
In 2000, I was privileged to be involved with two Siamese twins from Nepal. I answered an appeal and set up my own appeal in NTU. I made a scrap book with all the emails, newspaper cuttings and photographs. I saw Jamuna and Ganga while they were still conjoined. This is a great privileged.
It was a very intensed and hard work. But if I have to do it again, I will happily do so.
Sadly, Ganga died in 2008.
In the photos, the young couple are the parents, Sandhya Shrestha and Bhushan. Sandhya is reading my scrap book. Manchala is my very good friend. Shrija is from Nepal. The elderly gentleman is Shrija's father-in-law. Both Manchala and Shrija were involved in the donation drive.
Now I have a special friend Pasang Friday from Nepal.
Saturday, April 25, 2015
World War 2 and Dad, an unsung hero
My Dad, John Chan Hiu Fei.
Dad was barely seventeen when the Japanese soldiers invaded Borneo.
Dad was an unsung hero.
All the men and boys 15 and over were forced to do the Romushu, the Japanese forced labour.
First it was hard labour to build the road to the airport.
Then he was forced as a civilian worker as a field clerk for the Japanese.
After the war, he was thankful that while he accompanied the Japanese soldiers to the villages, there was no revolt by the people, or he could have been killed. Many a time, he was spat at.
In School, we have been teaching the students about Anzac and Gallipoli. I told my kids my Dad was a hero.
Ann's speaking engagements
Ann's writing has led to speaking engagements. Here Ann spoke at The New Zealand Chinese Association.
Ann has spoken on many topics from Asian Culture, bereavement, to doctors, to libraries, to university students and high school students.
Friday, April 24, 2015
The Gypsy Baron performed by Methodist school
The Gypsy Baron Operetta by Johann Strauss рremiere on the stage of National Music Theatre
In 1968, I was in Form 2, a 14 year old. I was eager to join the performing arts club. The year before, I didn't know about it, when my girl friend Soraya had a good role in the Carossel, and my Geography teacher Mr Mason had a lead role. Can't remember if she Soraya, his daughter.
The seniors had a lot of roles and singing. The junior choir, about 8 to 10 of us, had just one song. We sang it with the other leading actress. Norliza Zulakhai . She was beautiful and her long beautiful hair meant she didn't need a wig.
My best memory and proudest moment was the teacher in charge/director(?) chose me to present Norliza a gorgeous bouquet at the grand finale. Soraya present hers to Maimunah. The others must have gloated at us. You see, we were coached to curtsey before her.
Then we went on a tour, on the big double storey motor launch to Kapit. It was fun going up. My fun was stopped when I fell sick and didn't go on stage. This turned up something for memories, I was rushed to the hospital, in the arms of some of the senior boys, among them were Billy Abit.
It was the first time I had been in the hospital, and it was quite frightening. An junior choir boy Sii Tieng had to stay the night, He came to see me in the morning. It was also the first time I ate American/ Western breakfast. Our Teachers were Americans and English, and they gave me bacon and baked beans.
That was my foray into show buz, LOL.
I recently found my leading lady of facebook, for her, this blog post is written.
Amazing Video of Sibu by Braden Tiong
Feeling much connected with my home town where I left 40 years ago. I came home in 2013.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atbQF-3giR0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atbQF-3giR0
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Published on 24 Aug 2014
"心動詩巫.回家真好"希望大家一起來感受家的美麗
Sibu 詩巫 (Xīn Fuzhou, 新 福 州)
a nostalgic pictorial of Sibu and an old loved song, GIN TIEN BU HUI JIA of when I was growing up. My Sibu connection.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xX432R0mZdY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xX432R0mZdY
Uploaded on 3 Nov 2010
This
is dedicated to all Sibu-ans who are now living abroad but left their
hearts in the hometown. I hope that you will all enjoy this nostalgic
journey down memory lane. For popular local songs in the 60's, you can
visit: http://www.questing.wordpress.comAnn's Book CV English, April 2015
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Ann Kit Suet Chin is a New Zealand Chinese writer. She was born in Sibu, Sarawak, Malaysia. She attended Methodist Primary and Secondary School in Sibu. She graduated from Windsor University in Canada, Auckland University and Auckland University of Technology.
Ann is the fourth child of the late John Chan Hiu Fei and Mary Kong Wah Kiew. She is married to Chin Chen Onn, PhD. She has three surviving children, Deborah, Gabrielle and Sam. Her third child, Andrew died when he was a baby and is the inspiration of her first book.
作者 陈洁雪
洁雪是新西兰的华人,出生于马来西亚砂拉越的诗巫市。早年在诗巫卫理小学和卫理中学受中小学教育。大学毕业于加拿大的温舍大学、新西兰的奥克兰大学和奥克兰科技大学。
洁雪是已故陈鹞飞夫妇的女儿,家中排行第四。
This is a
hundred-year-old journal of two families, the Chans and the Kongs. It traces
the first movement in 1907 from Kwang Zhou, China to the jungles of Borneo.
It is a six-generational record with the second wave of movement to England,
Canada, Japan, Singapore, Australia, USA ...
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网址:http://annkitsuet-chinchan.blogspot.co.nz/2015/04/ann-in-chinese.html
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