I never felt so Asian before.
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I’ve lived overseas before. What was different then? I was 19, I guess I was keen on fitting in.
Now I’ve spent an additional 20 years in Malaysia, being mistaken for a white girl.
At 42-years, I find myself living in Berlin. My roots are curling around my mind like a play thing. I scold my kids and husband in Malay. I’m refining the perfect sambal. I’m telling Asian fairy tales.