Between car & housing loans, children’s education, elderly healthcare, and grocery bills, the cost of raising a family is rising.
Watching your father wither away in front of you will haunt you – it does things to your soul and will forever leave a mark.
I used to think that it’s our responsibility to raise a family. But my perspective changed ever since that day.
While my friends’ dads walked on carpeted floors in leather shoes, my dad walked around in his big yellow Phua Chu Kang boots on cockle shells that make the grounds.
There were nights when my dad would tell my mom that he would be busy working, that he’s going out with his friends and won’t come back for the night. Ever since we read that chat log, we knew that these were lies.
“Brazilian” was the wildest guess I’ve gotten in my experiences of strangers going on a good ol’ race-guessing pursuit. “You Melayu ke?” “You Chindian ah?” “Sabah?” “Sarawak” “Philippino?”