I was born in Hong Kong on 23rd June 1978... My mum always remind me that I was born on a rainy day.. Because of that, whenever something important came up for me, the sky will start to rain.... Special days like the day I was taken home from the hospital after birth, the first day I attended kindergarten, the day I migrated to Sydney, the day I got my driver's licence, etc.. etc....

Believe it or not, I've attended 2 kindergartens when I was little.. Why?? Coz, I got expelled from the first kindergarten at the age of 3... haha... I remember nothing about this... My mum was the one who told me this... She said, I was in a classroom playing... Then a fat boy pushed me and I got so angry that I pushed him back... and then he fell down a couple of steps at the stairs... He was injuried at the knee cap... Because of this, I got expelled... Even I don't believe this story is true... How can I be so violent?? Oh well, who knows the true story behind all this?? Maybe I didn't really pushed him back... Or, he fell down and hurt himself.... Who knows??

I went to St Paul Co-Ed when I entered primary school... I've only attended this school from Primary 1 to a few weeks into Primary 3... As far as I remember, I had a couple of good friends in that primary school... However, they are all boys... Why? I remembered that our art teacher, Miss Chung knows my parents in person.. Because of this, Miss Chung always treat me good in school... she asked me to be the art monitor and called me with a nickname... I think this is why I have to play with the boys, coz, the girls in the classes don't like me since Miss Chung treated me differently... Unfortunately, I've lost contact with my good friends from school in Hong Kong...

I was too young when I migrated to Sydney... I was only 8... However, I remember I do feel upset about leaving because I don't wanna to leave my friends and the place I stayed since birth... I also got no idea where I will be going... Anyway, I survived.... I started Primary 3 in Marist Sacred Hearts, Mosman... Gee, I had a bad time in this school... I don't know any English when I came to Sydney.. and yet, at that time, not many migrants in my school... my classmates are so mean to me that I can still remember to this day... They played jokes on me because I don't know any English.. Luckily, as my English improves, I started to know what they were saying... and that, I learnt not to step on their toes at school... But I have been very lonely during my first few years in Sydney... and it is these few years during my childhood that toughen and strengthen my character...