Thursday, August 20, 2009

Are you local?


“Are you local?”
Recently, people pop this question to me more often than my name. My answer is “Yes, I was born and raised here. Both my parents are Chinese. I speak Mandarin and I love Chinese food. And of course, I have the local characteristics to prove it. I am Kiasu all the time. Storming into the crowded mrt trains is my forte. Hey, no taxi driver can short change me, not even for 10 cents. See? I am more local than you are.”

But why this question?
“You do not look like a local. You look like an Indonesian Chinese or a Thai.”

Just to clarify one thing. Such a remark does not displease me at all. A rose by any other name smells as sweet, isn’t it? I could be from India, from Iran, from Iceland but I am still me. Absolutely not a problem and no offense taken. In fact, I am quite pleased for it makes me feel kind of special, standout from everyone else. But I hate to disappoint for I have no unique story to tell.

Maybe I am weird looking. Maybe I speak with a cranky accent. Maybe it is the standard question nowadays. 30% of the population in Singapore is foreigner. Therefore encountering someone non local is the norm of the day. It is natural, it is regular. It is the 21st century.

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