I walked to my mother's house from the bus stop. It could have been miles and miles of kampung roads, under the hot sun.
I walked with my baby, strapped to me.
SAFE.
I could have been fearing for my safety.
When I travel, I got these from locals or fellow travellers.
"You can speak Mandarin so well!"
"You don't have a Chinese accent when you speak English!"
I wouldn't have been able to do it without you.
I'm now an SAHM by choice.
I could have been a housewife because I wasn't educated. Because I didn't have a choice.
We achieved so much in 50 years. And that's remarkable. I'm proud to be a daughter of Singapore. Thank you, dear Sir. Thank you for everything you've done.
Love,
A daughter of Singapore
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